"Stop." When the car drove past a tavern, Tan Yu suddenly spoke.

The driver didn't dare to slack off, and when he saw that there was no car following behind, he slowly stopped along the street.

"It's so late-" Seeing that Tan Yu was about to push the door and get out of the car, Mo Li couldn't help but call him: "If you don't go back, Mother Wu will be worried-"

Tan Yu turned a deaf ear, got out of the car and walked into the bustling neon lights.

Mo Li couldn't, so he could only follow closely.

"Tan Yu!" Seeing that Tan Yu didn't look back, he walked straight towards the tavern on the side of the street, Mo Li took a few steps closely, stepped forward and grabbed him: "Didn't you promise her to stop!" ”

Tan Yu just gently brushed away Mo Li's hand,

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