"I thought I had made it clear. Don't bother me any more." Ao Xue looked at his watch impatiently. It was quiet on the surface, but worried in his heart. I hope no one would pass by.

Yan Mingyao didn't miss the impatient look on her face. His heart ached like someone scratched his heart with an operating knife, and the person who hurt him was his favorite person.

He swallowed his saliva hard, and the hangover made his mind unclear. He was also willing to use the excuse of drunkenness to paralyze himself. He grabbed Ao Xue tightly one step ahead. "I can't let you go. Even if you...