C937 Prison

Half a box later, Fu Qingyun was already so soft that he could not wake up no matter how An Ningxuan called out. Ye Cheng waved at the waiter and asked: "Miss, is there a guest room here? Our officer seems to be drunk. " As he spoke, he winked at the waiter as if he knew what was going on.

"Sir, there really isn't one, but I can take him to our dorm to rest, upstairs."

"Alright then