The light in the box was somewhat dim, and nobody noticed Liu Lu's expression.

Gu Mu'an's eyes have also been stopped in the face of Zhu Mo. He is obviously in a very uncomfortable mood at the moment. Looking at him like this, Gu Mu'an wants to go forward and persuade him, but he doesn't know what to say.

Simply shut up and sat watching her drink cups after cups, because Gu Muan could see that the ink was very sad at this time. He could not listen to what others said. What else could they do?

Liu Lu could only watch him drink.

It's not a day or two...