C67 The Cold-faced Marshal Was also Gentle(22)

If they didn't meet, they wouldn't cause any trouble, right?

Chi Xuan carried Ye Yao as they walked in the dark alley. Under the moonlight, there was a faint shadow. Ye Yao, who was in his embrace, rubbed her eyes. She was half drunk and half awake.

"Eh? Why did I see my elder brother?" Ye Yao recklessly stretched out her claws to ravage Chi Xuan's face