Grayson leaned towards Aria and the two men walked askew on the road.
Aria was drunk and his original nervous mood immediately relaxed.
Two people cuddled.
Grayson's eyes were gentle, with blurred arrogance, and one hand held Aria.
"Ouch."
As he walked, Aria twisted his ankle.
Aria was angry, broke Grayson's hand askew, pursed his mouth and looked down at his shoes.
"It's you, isn't it? You made me fall down, didn't you, ha, you don't admit it? Logan, don't think I don't know you if you don't admit it. Don't want you, throw it away."
Aria said, lifting her feet and swinging them, two of her high heels were thrown mercilessly on the road.
"BOSS."
Logan drove slowly behind Grayson.
Grayson looked at the complaining little woman in front of her eyes with a shallow smile.
Ruanlai has been panicking in front of him. The little woman who is afraid still has such a vigorous side!
"You, stop, don't move."