"Mmm." Gu Jiajia sat up straight, and Jing Hua poured another bowl for them.
After finishing this bowl, the Bamboo Rat Meat was almost finished as well.
Gu Jiajia was a bit drunk, her head was spinning.
She leaned heavily towards Jing Hua: "Jing Hua, I'm drunk, carry me upstairs, I want to sleep."
Jing Hua wasn't very good with alcohol either, he didn't usually drink much. Tonight was the first time he drank so much, several bowls, his whole stomach felt bloated.
"Mmm." He got up and picked Gu Jiajia up, grinning foolishly: "You really shouldn't drink too much, it feels awful."
Gu Jiajia wrapped her arms around his neck, looking at him: "Are you drunk?"
Jing Hua shook his head: "No, it's just my stomach is bloated."
Gu Jiajia gently caressed his strong face, his cheek was very warm: "You're lying, you're obviously drunk."
Her hand was soft, as if boneless, touching his face, it felt as if it was caressing his heart, making it flutter slightly.
