Chu Mo has always been a very self-restrained person.

Whatever it is, he can make himself enjoy the fun, but not too addicted to it, so that he loses his will to play.

The same is true for wine.

Even in business, Chu Mo is never a cup-eater.

Today, however, he can't control himself.

"Why protect him?"

Chu Mo gazed deeply at the woman under him, and under the influence of alcohol, he finally said what he had been trying to avoid saying.

There is a clear premonition of sober ink. Once he says this, something will be different.

"You mean Lao Lan?" Lu Xiaoxiao didn't realize that Chu Mo's...