"Xiaomi, let's go home together tomorrow." Su Muqing leaned on the sofa, running her slender fingers along Xiaomi's hair. Her stern face looked particularly soft under the light.
"Huh? Oh." Xiaomi thought that she hadn't seen her brother for a long time, so she had to go home and check. ... Wait a minute, go home? ? She raised her head and looked at someone in a panic, because the glass of red wine she had just been forced to drink was now coming up with her. Her face was slightly flushed, and her fair face looked like it could squeeze out water.
Su Muqing's mind wandered, and he quickly closed his eyes. After calming down, he slowly opened them. A smile reflected his deep eyes, and he nodded slightly.
My copywriting is incompetent. - -
All I can say is, I promise I won't… abandon the trap…. . Should. .