Qin Song was very angry; Jin Zelin was really drunk beyond belief!
He sighed, opened the small medicine box in his hand, took out the tweezers, and then placed Jin Zelin's foot on his own leg, just like that, helping him clean the shards of porcelain from his foot.
Qin Song lowered his head, focusing only on the wound on Jin Zelin's foot, but hadn't thought about the turbulent emotions stirring inside Jin Zelin's heart.
Originally, he thought that after what happened tonight, senior brother would surely not want to deal with him anymore.
At that time, there was a constant battle waging inside his heart.
Should he continue to stay in senior brother's room, lying on the bed waiting for him to return, or obediently go back to his own room, pretending as if nothing had happened.
In the end, he backed down a little.
He didn't want to make senior brother dislike him even more...
