Mu Yeli paused.
"What are you doing?"
Ye Ning unconsciously snuggled closer.
She just wanted to find a comfortable position to lean on for a while.
However, every comfortable position seemed to be on him.
Hanging onto him just felt so comfortable.
In the front, the driver almost got blinded.
Oh my, oh my, someone's being lovey-dovey here.
And so blatantly, too.
Mu Yeli looked at her, "You're really drunk."
"No..."
She said no, but her body was already so limp.
Mu Yeli held her even tighter as she clung to him.
Missing her, that yearning, was like a poison deep in his marrow.
He held her tightly, "Don't leave for so long next time."
So long, it truly felt like torture.
The key was, she didn't want him to disturb her.
And he could only obediently comply.
Now that this damn TV series was finally over.
Still, he had arranged a lot of things to make her more comfortable later.
If he could help her a little, his heart would be more at ease.
