C86 Blaspheme This Relationship

"What. . . What did you say?" Zhao Chanqiu knelt on the bed and used his hands to hold Zhao Qinghe who was moving around on the bed. He said with a slightly excited tone, "Don't move. Say it again. What did you just say?"

Zhao Qinghe's face was slightly red from drinking. He was not conscious anymore, but he recognized Zhao Chanqiu's voice. He touched Zhao Chanqiu's face and asked in confusion