Ye Weilan didn't know if what he did was right or not, but once he smelled the strange fragrance, he felt calm. He hadn't had this kind of feeling for a long time.
With a drunk man on his back, he naturally couldn't drive a little sheep.
Ye Weilan glanced at the traffic card in her hand. Fortunately, she brought it with her when she went out. Otherwise, they would have to sleep on the street tonight.
He stopped a taxi, sent the Drunken Cat to the car, and got in the car himself.
Looking at her soft face with reluctance, he finally dialed the number.
"She was drunk. I sent her to the outside of the villa. Come and pick her up."
"All right."
Night Weilan reported an address. He hoped that the time could stop at this moment. He had to see her one more time.
However, they soon came to
