"As the Milky Way turns, my fate is already set~"
The annoying person came back humming a song with the annoying smell of alcohol, and Jiang He couldn't help but wrinkle her nose.
She knew this guy had been out drinking.
"Destiny or fate, it follows my heart, except for you, nothing can harm me~"
Xu Qing, while taking off his coat, came over, his sleeve still partly on, and he hooked Jiang He's chin with his finger.
"..."
Jiang He seemed stunned by his audacity, blinking without moving.
"What a beautiful young lady you are!"
He pia tossed his coat onto the couch and shakily placed the bag he was carrying on the table—this action puzzled Jiang He, wondering why he didn't put it down before taking off his coat.
"...How much did you drink?"
"Seems like a little too much."
Xu Qing slumped onto the couch and pressed his forehead, rubbing it, "The aftereffect is a bit strong."
