Love

Ye Xiu was shocked and stood rooted to the spot. She was very sure that she did not see wrongly. The pain in her heart continued to intensify and her nose felt sore. She did not know what she was feeling sad about. It was just that when she saw Min Zhong feeling sad, she could not help but feel sad and even more sad.

"Min Zhong, don't drink anymore. " Ye Xiu could not continue to sit and do nothing. She stood up and leaned towards Min Zhong. Her delicate and white hands were on Min Zhong's big hand. She wanted to take the bottle away from his hands.

But Min Zhong's hands were like iron pliers, firmly holding the bottle, not willing to give in. I originally thought that we would be in a deadlock like this, but Ye Xiu was me for a second. Without hesitation, she leaned over and covered Min Zhong's lips.

In the thick smell of alcohol, the faint fragrance accurately drilled into Min Zhong's nose and domineeringly occupied his entire breath.