C435 The Sweetness of Happiness

She whispered into his ear, and her voice reeked of alcohol. Hsu Botao had already suppressed that uncomfortable feeling, but hearing her say this... In that instant, he felt a strong sense of sourness coming from his nose. His eyes were hot, and he could only reach out and hug her. He gently caressed her back as if he were comforting her. His voice was hoarse and choked with sobs