C87 Mismarriage

"Go home!" Gu Ruoxi had a cold expression, holding the bottle in one hand, her long hair flowing down her shoulders. Her small, angry face looked especially frightening against the light.

Lili was angry, and Zhang Yiming didn't dare to be rash. He pretended to be drunk, "Ouch, Ruoxi, my head hurts. I'm so full of energy, why do you have two shadows? "Hurry up and help me..