"Are you drunk?" Yue Feng looked at her flushed little face.
"How could I be? No... see... I'm... still... eating!"
Shang Haohao spoke slowly, word by word.
"..." Yue Feng looked at her speechlessly, her small hand holding a silver spoon, poking around in the bowl without scooping up any food.
It seemed she was quite drunk, fortunately she didn't drink much, otherwise, she'd be passed out.
Thinking about it, Yue Feng instinctively asked.
"Shang Haohao, do you really want to marry Feng Shiming?"
They say the truth comes out when you're drunk.
Shang Haohao seemed to forget where she was.
Her intoxicated head turned to look at Yue Feng, her blurry vision couldn't even make out who was in front of her.
"What did you say?"
"Do you really want to marry Feng Shiming?" Yue Feng patiently repeated.
Shang Haohao waved her hand in frustration.
