Bo Jichuan picked up the glass of transparent liquid, which Wen Jingcheng ordered but dared not drink.

when the spicy liquor passed through Lijian's throat, her first feeling was that she felt uncomfortable. Her throat hurt like a fire.

she struggled desperately, and then spilled all the wine left in the glass in Bo Jichuan's hand, but she was so miserable that she burst into tears.

"bad guy, let go of me, Wuwu..."

when Bo Jichuan saw that her big tears were falling down, her brain was clear, and the whole person was at a loss. He wanted her to stop crying and didn't know where to start.

"Hey, stop...