It was already one o'clock in the morning when a group of people were going to leave after supper.

South Vietnam personally sent everyone to the car and expressed its thanks again.

In the end, Chu Ye left first, leaving her and Mo Lvlv standing on the roadside, really relieved.

South Vietnam will completely relax. I feel that when I first started to practice, I was not as tired as I am today. The whole person seems to collapse at any time.

It's also because she has several super idle senior brothers and sisters. If she has nothing to do, she will give her all kinds of pills to improve her accomplishments, which won't make her bother to practice.

At best, let her learn more foreign things to temper her mind.

As a result, South Vietnam feels that it is almost like a waste material to be below the golden elixir.

But I'm not really tired. I'm just a little lazy. I'm too lazy to move my fingers.

After overcoming laziness, South Vietnam walked to his car as usual.

Instead of waiting for her or Mo Lvlv to open the door of the back seat, the door opened from the inside, revealing the long legged man sitting in the inner seat.

He took back his hand, sat down and looked at her quietly, "it's hard."

South Vietnam looked at him first, then fell to some spacious and strong shoulders, and then to the narrow waist.

The brain stopped thinking about how it would feel if I leaned up and hugged it.

No wonder so many couples are obsessed with hugging. She wants a hug at this meeting.

After thinking about it, South Vietnam was still quite reserved. He bent down and got into the car and sat in the outer seat, separated by an appropriate distance from him.

"It's hard to miss Sheng. Wait for me to arrive so late."

He sent the driver back long ago, and Wei Jun didn't come either, just to ensure that he suddenly appeared tonight and the effect was good enough.

So I told her to go home with her.

"Well," Sheng Jingheng handed her a neck pillow, "lean on for a while."

These days, they are used to getting along. South Vietnam is too lazy to thank them for such a small matter. They directly take it and lean back.

This time, the eyes close naturally and don't want to open.

Mo lvlu also knew that she was tired tonight. She gently closed the rear door and got on the co pilot again. She didn't dare to look back and asked Mao Hui to drive back.

It's estimated that it's three o'clock faster to get home. I have to get up early in the morning and keep an eye on the Internet.

Mo Lvlv simply plans not to sleep, which will directly take out his mobile phone and gather people who don't sleep in several fan groups to help work with the last bit of traffic at the end of the month.

This is the busiest time on the Internet, but the fans in the super talk are still very active, and they are still sharing all kinds of beautiful pictures and live videos they haven't seen.

Mo Lulu often gives some benefits and occasionally knows the exact itinerary of South Vietnam, so when she cries out, many little fans run out to respond.

Mo Lvlv didn't let them do it for nothing. After they agreed, they pulled a small group, and then sent a red envelope, and then they should take signature photos, high-definition photos of concerts, surrounding areas of South Vietnam and other benefits.

After this, the traffic is almost exhausted.

Mo Lvlv put away his mobile phone first and was ready to go back and continue to connect WiFi.

Inadvertently, she looked up and saw a scene that stunned her through the rearview mirror.

I saw that Nanyue did not know when she had fallen asleep. The whole person tilted on Sheng Jingheng's shoulder, and several strands of long hair fell down, blocking half of her face.

Sheng Jingheng tilted his head to see her, raised his hand and gently pushed her hair away. Then, his finger abdomen stroked her cheek slightly, and then he restrained himself to take it back.

At this moment, they seemed to have a wall with the outside world. Everything else had nothing to do with them.