At night, the stars were twinkling.
Zhou Qingyue was carried down from the car by Jiang Xu.
This guy was asleep, drooling, and occasionally letting out a burst of laughter.
Who knew what he was dreaming about, he looked rather silly.
But it was kind of cute.
Zhou Qingyue's figure seemed voluptuous, but she only weighed about 95 pounds.
For Jiang Xu, that was very light.
Zhou Mengmeng also got out of the car.
Holding her skirt, she followed beside Jiang Xu and said, "Let's take my sister to her house. She'll sleep more comfortably in a familiar environment."
Jiang Xu saw right through the little girl's scheme at a glance.
He shook his head, "Never mind, let's just put her at your house instead. She drank too much, I need to check on her occasionally to prevent any accidents."
The likelihood of incidents happening with drunk people is quite high.
Zhou Mengmeng thought about it and felt a pang of guilt.
She was usually very rational and broad-minded.