C58 Another hangover

"Then today, I really didn't expect to meet you again today. It's so good …" Nestled beside him, Du Xiaoyu kept muttering to herself.

Han Qizheng was clearly dissatisfied with her farewells. Holding her soft hand, he pulled her into his embrace and kissed her chattering lips, stopping her annoying noise.

In the morning, a light smell of mint entered into Du Xiaoyu's nose