In a voice that was suddenly more agitated than usual, he asked, "I called you dozens of times today. Why didn't you answer any of them",He reeked of alcohol and cigarettes, a conqueror's scent. Meng Qiong felt herself getting flushed, her white knitted sweater being unbuttoned by him. A shiver ran down her spine as his touch exposed her fair skin, which carried the faint aroma of bath soap.,Meng Qiong lightly closed her eyes, pushing back against him: "Besides, Youyou is also getting out of school. I haven't seen him in a long time and miss him very much."。