This time the ink is still stretched, the original impatient and cold heart as hot water ironing, immediately warm up.

For the first time in a long time, he took Xiaoxiao out of his arms. The last time it was supposed to be drunk, the situation was completely different.

She was drunk at that time, and she remembered how bad she was to her, but now it seems that she was drunk more deeply. All her senses and choices were buried deep in her mind by alcohol, and only instinct and intuition remained.

Chu Mo carefully placed Lu Xiaoxiao in the back seat of the car and drove in front...