Thinking about last night's incident, she found it hard to continue, but in order to make him believe, she blushed, lowered her head, and stammered, "I drank too much last night, don't you know that?"
As expected, the tension in the man's cold, stern face instantly relaxed.
He suddenly bent down, scooped her up forcefully, and gazed down at her little face, flushed pink and white, his deep voice slightly hoarse.
Mu Yin froze.
As if she had seen a pig climb a tree.
Inevitably terrified and even more cautious, she pretended to be shy and turned her head away, "It's all right..."
To avoid arousing his suspicion, she had even planned to pretend to be nervous and ask him about Uncle Chi's condition.
