C339 Drinking Accident

"The kind that you like a lot, the type that you really like, especially you." Mu Qingqing hugged him tightly, leaning her head against his chest. The fragrance of the soap wafted between her nostrils, making her feel very comfortable. Unconsciously, she revealed a feeling of a little girl acting like a spoiled child. She said this very slowly, with a somewhat sweet tone