Mu Xichen, Be Gentle, It Hurts

Angrily yelling, Li Beinian elbowed him and screamed. "What are you doing!"

"Don't leave me," Mu Xichen replied as he held her. "Don't leave me…"

He was clearly drunker than just now. With his eyes closed, his warm body held onto her unconsciously.

His breath was heavy. Li Benian could feel a subtle trembling in his voice.

As he hugged her, he repeated, "Don't leave me, don't leave me…"

Gu Mingye was troubled and said, "I have never seen him so drunk before. I'm not even sure he has recovered from the gunshot previously, yet he drank so much. I think…"

Hearing this, Li Beinian's anger faded.

As she took a look at Mu Xichen under the dim lights, she could see that he was tensed up. His jaw was clenched, his eyes were shut, and his Adam's apple kept moving around.

However, he couldn't keep himself from rubbing his face on her.

Jiang Yeqing stood next to the car and laughed after a while.