C1789 Could it be that he will be jealous for the rest of his life

"Thank you for letting me drink a lot less." Wen Zehao said with a fiery aura around Ruan Bingyue's ears. Ruan Bingyue could smell a faint scent of tobacco and alcohol on Wen Zehao's body.

In the past, Ruan Bingyue hated the smell of smoke and alcohol, but now that it had appeared on Wen Zehao's body, he no longer hated it.

Damn it