"Nanheng was right today. Sometimes, we can't blame others for being too cold-blooded. We can only blame ourselves for being too weak," Ji Nuan snuggled in his arms, carelessly and softly speaking.
Ji Nuan was slightly drunk today. Mo Jingshen stared at her for a long while without speaking before he carried her into the villa.
After entering, her arms remained around his neck as she looked at his handsome face. "I need to work harder… hard enough so I can chase up to your footsteps… so I can work hard to support my new life…"
The two words, 'new life' caused the man to pause momentarily. It was only a short moment before he carried her into the room, leaning down to place her on the bed.
Looking at the little woman's dazed eyes, he propped himself up by the bed to watch her, calmly saying, "You're not allowed to touch alcohol again."
It seems like in the future, even if it was just a cake, he had to taste it first to be sure.
