TRMP Chapter 75

Jiang Yifeng woke up the next morning. Lying in his own body, looking at the hotel ceiling, he felt a little dazed for a moment. "Gurulu--" The rumbling of his stomach interrupted Jiang Yifeng's thoughts. He clutched his aching stomach and forced himself to have breakfast. Back in his room, he sat blankly on the bed, thinking about what happened yesterday. Actually, he didn't remember much of what happened after he got drunk last night. But perhaps the disappearance of certain parts greatly stimulated…