"I got drunk last night, didn't I?"
Chi Zaozao saw his serious expression, it seemed that he really cared about what she said when she was drunk last night. She cupped his face and gazed into his eyes earnestly.
"When I'm drunk, I can't even see you clearly, I don't even know who I am. Would I call you old and ugly and dislike you?"
Ye Que, "..."
"Honey, do you know? Today you're so cute, you actually have moments of insecurity and even say I dislike you."
Chi Zaozao laughed, approached him, and lightly kissed his cold, thin lips.
Then, she leaned close to his ear, whispering ambiguously, "I do dislike you, dislike that you don't love me enough, dislike that when we're doing it, you won't let me enjoy it for a few more minutes..."
As she spoke, Chi Zaozao opened her mouth and bit Ye Que's ear, both her small hands wandering aimlessly over his body.
