Luo yanxiao could feel that his current mentality of carrying Liu Ningning behind her back was different from the first time he beat her up in basketball and carried her back to the infirmary.
Now, he was worried and distressed from the bottom of his heart.
He was also afraid that something would happen to Liu Ningning.
He sighed in his heart. If you can't drink, then don't drink. This girl is just too soft-hearted.
He couldn't blame others, after all, it was just a glass of wine.
But he guessed that Liu Ningning had never drunk alcohol before, and he didn't know if she had an allergic reaction.
Although Luo yanxiao was half-running, he tried to make his movements as steady as possible so as not to bump Liu Ningning.
Liu Ningning was a little dizzy, but she didn't really fall asleep.
She seemed to smell a familiar scent and subconsciously muttered,"Yan Xiao ..."
These two soft words floated in Luo yanxiao's ears, causing his body to tremble.
