A Long-awaited Madness

Ji Wanzhou's eyes were filled with Meng Qingge.

At this moment, Meng Qingge's beautiful peach blossom eyes were brimming with a smile and flirtatiousness, as well as a bit of flattery.

Because he was drunk, his face was red like a ripe peach waiting to be picked.

Ye Zichen pursed his cherry lips slightly, because she blew on Ji Wanzhou just now, but she didn't take it back after that and continued to pout.

Looking at his appearance, he clearly didn't have any initiative to take the bait. However, it caused the electricity in Ji Wanzhou's body to rampage about wantonly.

With this thought, he decided to put it into action. Ji Wanzhou had always been a man of action. Thus, he bent down and carried Meng Qingge in his arms, walking quickly towards the round bed.

"Ah!" Meng Qingge exclaimed. For a moment, she was not used to it. After all, it had been a long time since Ji Wanzhou hugged her like this.