C171 Flowers in the flows of the moon and the blue lamp of the moon

The sky is dark

The glazed lamp by the side of the alleyway emitted a faint light ?

The streets were empty and there were very few people.

"Are you saying that your alcohol tolerance is so low? How dare you ask me out for a drink?"

The chattering voice came from the quiet street.

On the street, a white and a green figure appeared, one in front of the other.

Luo Qingdeng was drunk as hell