There was a gentle taste of alcohol in his mouth.
Pei Qiqi slowly placed her tiny hands on his neck…
The inside of the car was emitting aromatic drunkenness and slight sweetness.
The poor driver didn't dare to move as he drove, terrified that he would disturb the people in the back.
Tang Yu had his last sense of consciousness. No matter how much he wanted it, he waited until he got home.
Hugging onto her and kissing her at the same time, he kicked open the bedroom door, cupped her tiny face, and whispered hoarsely, "I can't wait anymore."
Pei Qiqi collapsed onto the floor weakly, her gaze seemed to have been covered by white light.
Afterwards.
"Qiqi…" He moaned her name.
Pei Qiqi bit her lips. Her long lashes had two tears stuck on them, triggering empathy. Her small hands subconsciously hugged onto his neck and she buried herself into his chest.
"Tang Yu, cold!" She buried her face into his neck and said softly.
