Ji Mianmian shuddered and dashed off.
Her feet moved at top speed and she disappeared in a blink of an eye as if her legs were strapped with some superpower.
Ye Shaoguang had a glowing red complexion; his usually pale skin looked extremely gorgeous at that instant. His red lips looked like they had been covered with a layer of blood. They were seductive and alluring. He was just like how Ji Mianmian described, he was prettier than the ladies.
Ye Shaoguang's deep-set eyes looked hollow and cold. In great anger, he gritted his teeth and pushed himself up against the wall.
Someone came up behind him. The person asked in surprise, "Yo, what's up? Didn't you say you were leaving? Why are you lying down out here? You didn't drink much at all."
"You were knocked over by someone? There's a footprint on your pants. Were you trampled by someone?"
"Oh well, it doesn't matter. As long as you can stand up there is nothing to worry about."