"Then, Yueyue, that's good." After she finished speaking, she seemed to be unable to bear the alcohol and closed her eyes. Her voice was also as vague as if she was in a trance.
A-Qing looked at the woman's blushing face and tightly closed eyes, and her eyes darkened.
A few seconds later, he finally stood up straight, turned around, and went to the other side of the car to get into the driver's seat.
Qing 'er heaved a sigh of relief and turned her face to the side of the window. The sound of the engine starting was heard. Qing 'er wanted to stop him, but she felt guilty and did not say anything in the end.
Fortunately, this place was not far from the apartment, and ah Luo's driving skills were really good. The car drove smoothly for ten minutes and arrived. Ah Luo parked the car in front of the apartment, turned off the engine with familiarity, and pushed the door open to get out.
