Part of the Truth from Eight Years Ago

Half an hour later.

The door opened, and Ming Qiuxue walked in first, his arm around Yan Mei's slender waist.

Yan Mei looked quite heartbroken, his face buried in Ming Qiuxue's neck, his body trembling with sobs.

But where no one could see, his fine hair blocked the light as his nimble tongue secretly slipped out, licking Ming Qiuxue's skin bit by bit.

As though he were tasting a delicious little cake.

Not a trace of abnormality showed on Ming Qiuxue's face. He gently patted Yan Mei's back and comforted him softly.

"Alright, alright. Yu Tu was a little fierce. From now on, we'll take a detour whenever we see him."

Yan Mei "sobbed" even harder, opening his mouth and taking a bite of Ming Qiuxue's flesh.

Slurp, slurp, slurp—sucking on a strawberry.

Ming Qiuxue sat down on the sofa and casually turned sideways, blocking everyone else's view of Yan Mei.

The moment he sat down, Yu Tu came in.

Expressionless, with blood-red eyes brimming with hostility, he gave Yan Mei a faint glance before sitting beside Lu Mi and secretly making an "OK" gesture at him.

Lu Mi was overjoyed. "Big brother, you're amazing!"

He also planted a hard kiss on Yu Tu's cheek.

Yan Mei secretly rolled his eyes at Lu Mi.

Stupid leopard.

Yu Tu's face grew a little hot. He casually picked up a glass of red wine and drained it in one gulp.

Apparently, the formidable Lord of Yu Tu Star was not much of a drinker. After a single glass, the Bean Sprout he had suppressed for so long suddenly popped out.

Yan Mei sat upright with a whoosh, his eyes gleaming as he stared at the Bean Sprout atop Yu Tu's head.

Yu Tu drank another five glasses, and his pale face had