C500 Obedience

When he arrived downstairs, he saw a sports car parked by the road. Lu Shaojue was leaning against the car, holding a cigarette in one hand and poking it in his pocket with the other.

The hair in front of his forehead fell slightly, blocking his deep, ocean-like eyes.

She approached him and smelled the faint scent of alcohol on his body.

"You drank?"

Lu Shaojue extinguished the cigarette