Lu Zhao somewhat regretted letting Luo Ying drink.
Luo Ying did not even drink much. Somehow, she ended up hugging him and talking nonsense.
He reached out to clean up the bottles and glasses on the table while letting Luo Ying rub herself against his back.
"Lu Zhao, I miss you so much.
"Lu Zhao, can you not leave? I want to be with you forever."
Lu Zhao's hand paused. He put Luo Ying down and placed her on the coffee table.
Luo Ying reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"I also want to be with you forever. Can you not leave me? When you left me before, I searched for you for a long time before I found you," said Lu Zhao. "When you jumped off the building, I thought I was going to lose you."
Luo Ying seemed to be a little drunk. She didn't seem to understand what Lu Zhao was saying and playfully tickled the tip of his nose.
Lu Zhao's heart fiercely rumbled in his chest.
