Mu Anan Got Drunk
Redakteur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Zong Zhengyu quickly pulled her away.
Under the influence of alcohol, she was smiling mesmerizingly.
He quickly got up and put some distance between them.
He kept rubbing the space between his eyebrows.
However, Mu Anan, who was lying on the sofa, was restless.
She felt upset as soon as she saw that the Seventh Master was keeping his distance from her.
She grabbed Zong Zhengyu's hand and jumped up from the sofa. She jumped onto Zong Zhengyu's body from the side, her lengthy hair falling on her shoulders.
Hugging Zong Zhengyu's neck, her eyes were blurry and her tone was aggrieved, "Are you going to distance yourself from me again?"
Zong Zhengyu was originally going to pull Mu Anan down, but he could not push her away from the shouts.
Mu Anan tilted her head and leaned against his shoulder, patting him gently. "Be good, Anan. Be good. Seventh Master loves you."
"Anan, be good. Otherwise, Seventh Master will abandon you."