"No, I didn't." Qin mo smiled very indifferently and reached out to hold her small head, pushing her back. Then, his voice was a little low. isn't it dangerous to come out like this? it's already late at night."
He Huan bit her lip. it's alright. There's surveillance. I know you're back.
"I smell like smoke and alcohol," she said, frowning as the door closed.
"Do you want to take a sniff to see if there's any perfume?" Qin Mo's voice carried a hint of amusement as he pressed her into his embrace. little doggy, do you smell it? "
he huan felt like she was suffocating to death. she cried out in his arms, " qin mo, you're so bad. "
qin mo was especially happy. " are you still going to tell me, huh? "
he huan got out of his arms and bit her lip pitifully. " "Do you think I should be happy that you're drinking and smoking?"
