C1334 Too Soft

At night, Ding Yiyi sat on a rattan chair in front of the courtyard and stared at the sky. Her face was cold as she came to her senses. Ye Nianmo put a can of beer into her hand and said lightly, "Only for today."

She smiled as she opened the top of the beer and took a sip, letting the cold liquid run across her taste buds. Ye Nianmo said indifferently