"You, you, you..." The woman pointed at the man. You didn't say a single word for a long time.

"Finger again, be careful that I wipe off your hand!" A trace of coldness flashed through Du Shaocheng's eyes, and an ice-cold voice sounded in the air.

Han Mei's entire body trembled. She was miserable and met a man who was too drunk to get drunk.

Du Shaocheng didn't care what Han Mei was thinking. He only felt very uncomfortable. He raised his foot and ...