Mr. Gong, your Liuba

Before she could speak, Zhou Tian spoke first, "Xiyue, it's raining outside, isn't it I'm on a business trip and can't pick you up. Take a taxi home yourself, put on more clothes, and be careful not to catch a cold.",He guzzled down copious amounts of alcohol, crying all the while as he lamented the years of dedication and effort that had amounted to nothing.,Leng Xiyue didn't even look at the other person, assuming he was a bartender. She grabbed his waist, her voice husky with alcohol, and cried, "I feel sick, take me to take a bath..."。