After Xiaoyang and Luo Qingyue left the Peninsula Hotel, it was eleven o'clock in the evening.

All of a sudden, both of them had no idea where to go.

If it's going home, Xiaoyang hasn't seen Luo Qingyue for almost half a year, so it seems a little unbearable to leave.

But if you don't go home... Where should we go?

After a moment of silence, Luo Qingyue, Xiao Yangchao's co-driver, looked at it and smiled playfully. "Qingyue, where do you want to go now?"

Luo Qingyue's beautiful eyes, looking at Xiaoyang, also rich in meaning, asked: "Where do you want to send me?"

They are both smart people, and...