"Drinking flower wine, huh."
Yang Xiaoyun said it as though it was a matter of course: "You promised me; I've been curious for the longest time about how this flower wine is drunk."
"So why don't you just dress up as a man and go try it?"
Su Mo was curious, as such scenes were never lacking in TV dramas and movies.
"That place is trouble-prone after all. I did think of going with you to keep an eye on you, stop you from spending too much—
"In the end, as soon as you saw me you ran off, in my anger, I dragged you out to the street and gave you a good thrashing..."
Su Mo, upon hearing this, subconsciously rubbed her nose.
Yang Xiaoyun also caught on and grinned: "Xiao Mo is now so skilled in martial arts, I'm no match at all, afraid I won't be able to beat you in the future."
"From the look of it, you seem quite regretful?"
Su Mo widened her eyes.
"Hahaha."
