Ye qingge looked at the two words " little uncle " on the screen of her mobile phone and felt warm and sweet in her heart. It was only two words, but it gave her an indescribable comfort.
"Team leader, I'll take my leave first!"
Ye qingge picked up her bag and coat, told Kong Yu, and was about to leave.
"Valiant song, you're alright?" Monkey was surprised. After that, ye qingge drank about three glasses of white wine. Why was her face not red and she was not panting?
"I'm fine, monkey. I can't get drunk. Don't worry about me!"
Ye qingge playfully stuck out her tongue at monkey.
"I'll send you!" Kong Yu stood up and picked up his coat, his expression a little complicated.
There was a kind of feeling that the more attracted he was, the more he couldn't control it. The woman in front of him made him fall deeply in love with her. He couldn't extricate himself. Then, the Enlightenment that he couldn't get turned into deep pain. Even breathing was painful.
