Chapter 1297 Do You Like These Props?
- Gu Xiaomeng didn't mention the reason, and Shen Qing didn't ask either. The two of them just kept drinking one cup after another.
- The table was filled with empty bottles of wine, Gu Xiaomeng couldn't remember how many she had drunk. She only knew that as she drank more, her head became more dizzy, her eyelids heavier, and eventually she lay her head on the table, closing her eyes.
- "Xiaomeng."