Chapter 1777: The buried mind drinks its wine in a cold way and says, "You know, what I foresee, I never talk nonsense."

Cold Snow Mu was a little helpless and sighed, "Well, I'm not lucky enough to be forced to marry by my mother."

Snow Much more depressed heart, continue to drink a cup of wine, as if only in this way, can wash away his depression.

The music next door seems to be getting louder and louder, and the cold snowy brain is buzzing.

Leng Xiaoli saw that he had almost drunk. He got up and said, "Okay, you have drunk a lot. Take an early rest. I'm...