C221 Qingsheng

After returning home, Ouyang Xueling laid on Qin Yue's body, her arms wrapped around's waist, her legs hooked up to Qin Yue's legs, like a frog's.

"What's wrong? "Hurry up and come down to prepare for bed." Qin Yue lowered his head and spoke to her, the faint aroma of alcohol in his mouth lingering in the air.

"Mm, carry me upstairs to sleep." Ouyang Xueling was stubborn