"Dazhuang… I… I feel terrible…"
Gu Xuexue called out coquettishly.
She leaned towards Yao Dazhuang as if she had no bones.
She actually forgot that Gu Qiqi wouldn't get drunk even if she forced herself to drink six bottles of alcohol, much less these few glasses of alcohol.
As for her, the feeling of being drunk last time was still there. Once she drank alcohol, her stomach would be in turmoil.
At this moment, Gu Qiqi stood coldly in the middle of the room. Her hands were crossed as she watched everything coldly.
Men were all cheap.
Yao Dazhuang was impatient with Gu Xuexue's initiative, but he wanted to subdue Gu Qiqi's arrogance.
Yao Dazhuang's hands were crippled, but his legs were still agile.
"Get lost!" Frowning, he kicked Gu Xuexue away impatiently. He stood up from the wheelchair and walked towards Gu Qiqi.
