C1155 puerperal apoplexy

Just as Wu Yi turned around, she fell into his embrace drunk.

His hair was disheveled, his cheeks were red, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was mumbling to himself.

"Mo Yu, I wish you all the best. Engagement, happiness, a hundred years, it all fits ?" She raised her neck and raised the bottle to her lips as she started drinking again!

The smell of alcohol permeated his entire body