Shi qingyan carried Nan zhiyue into her room.
Pushing open the bedroom door, he didn't have any pity for this woman. He wanted to throw this ungrateful woman away directly, but Nan jiyue held him tightly.
"Let go." Shi qingxun ordered in a deep voice.
Nan zhiyue pouted her red lips and mumbled, " don't ... Prince Charming, you're so fierce to me tonight. You should be gentler to girls, otherwise ... You won't be able to get a wife."
Shi qingxiao could feel the veins on her forehead throbbing.
He used the tip of his tongue to touch his molar and patted Nan zhiyue. let go, I won't throw you away.
"Really?" Nan xiyue hugged him even tighter.
Even though she was so drunk that she was almost unconscious, she could still feel that Shi qingxi was about to throw her away violently. Thus, she hugged his leg in self-defense.
yes, " Shi qingxiao replied in a deep voice.