The room was messy, and on the large bed, men and women were on different sides. The woman rubbed her temples and sighed:
"Drinking really makes things worse!"
"Then what?"
"I will definitely not drink it next time, quit!"
"What happens next?"
"You can't drink with men anymore!"
"Shouldn't someone be responsible? Last night was my first time."
The woman gritted her teeth and admitted: "Tell me, how much does it cost per night?"
In an instant, the corner of the man's mouth twitched, and his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. Who is worse than the other in this scene!
Let's cross the turbulent youth together, cross the ambiguous line of fire together, and be entangled together on the edge of love, desire and love.
Between him and her, who will control the ups and downs of love in the end?