C185 Confluence

I couldn't help but think of Yuan Duo, the madness behind drinking wine, and look at Yun Er's scrutinizing gaze. I couldn't help but nod my head, and my face couldn't help but reveal an expression of unease and guilt.

Yun Er didn't seem to be angry. Instead, she embraced my neck, put her mouth close to my ear and whispered into my ear: "microgram, don't feel uneasy and guilty