C380 Willingly

Luo QIu couldn't care less about his emotional breakdown as he roared at Lin Ruochen. Drunk or annoying, that was his habit. In the middle of winter, even if Lin Ruochen listened to him, she couldn't throw away her shoes. The only possibility was that he was too impatient and threw away her shoes.

"Luo Que, if possible, I'm not cold …" Truly, all of this is of my own free will