Ye Shui-ink sweeps through a corner of clothes hiding outside the window. Although it will hurt one person, if you don't love, you must make it clear. If you give him an unclear response, it will certainly make this person look forward to, and hurt another person.

Wang Qi stopped talking and sat somewhat dejected.

"I went back and Xiaoya didn't know where to go. You found her and took her home."

"How can you drive home alone? You're not quite well. I'll take you back first..." Wang Qi immediately refuted.

"No." Ao Xue appeared, apparently accepting the entrustment of Ye Shui Mo.

Ye got up in ink and water...