His expression was very cold at the time, as if he were reprimanding her.
Who knew that before he finished speaking, she grabbed him: "What's this hard-bang-bang thing..."
"Ugh, get it off, get it off... It hurts so much."
Edward White: "...Alright, you're really drunk!" He hugged her back, then wrapped his arms around her and walked into the room, "Want to take a nap?"
By then, it was already deep into the night.
Edward White hadn't been with her at the banquet, so he didn't know how she was doing. Ever since seeing her, she'd been drunkenly swaying! The moment she saw him, she headed straight towards him, feverishly...
Edward White didn't know what to say anymore.
In his eyes, a spark: "Sweetheart, you're really naughty."
He held her tightly as they entered the room. Only then did he say, "From now on, you're not allowed to drink so much..." He had said it many times already.
But Ella White didn't care.
She fell asleep sprawled in his arms.
