Chương 21: 021 His Little Yueliang_1

Cheng Weiyue's tongue was a bit tied, her voice soft and breathy, "No need... no need to go to the hospital, I just... might be a bit drunk, a sleep.. will do. Can you take me back... to school, please?"

Zhou Jingwei's gaze fell on the girl's slender fingers that were as delicate as water celery.

He slowly retracted his arm, and once again looking up, his eyes were calm and serene, his manner refined and dignified, "Then you can't fall asleep, if I carry you in and someone sees, it won't be good for you."

Cheng Weiyue didn't say a word, just gazed at him intently.

Zhou Jingwei saw the flush on her skin at the nape of her neck and knew she was drunk and not really looking at him.

But his heart softened anyway, and he slightly bowed his head, looking at her very seriously with a hint of apology, his voice low and husky, "I was harsh on you just now, I'm sorry."

The car window was tapped.

It was Zhao Ximo who had followed them out.