Women's intuition is terrible. From Guan Yu's words, Mo Ling felt the unusual relationship between them.

Already drunk, Mo Ling climbed on the table with a lonely look and glittering tears at the corners of her eyes.

Du Xiaojuan looked at Mo Ling with a slightly worried expression. She shook Guan Yu's arm and said, "Guan Yu, this is my teacher. She's all drunk like this. I'm not sure if you send her back alone."

Guan Yu looked at Mo Ling, drunk as mud, frowning slightly, and did not speak.

Mo Ling has angina pectoris. Wouldn't he even want to ask for this simple thing?

She stood up slowly, swaying,...