"Why are you nervous?" Lala asked with a smile.
"I don't know either..." Memoria Campbell squinted slightly, looking innocent, "It's just... nervous... nervous, my heart's beating so fast..."
Lala's smile became even more radiant, "Memoria Campbell, do you like me?"
Memoria Campbell looked at him carefully for a while and then shook her head gently.
"I... don't know, haven't... haven't thought about it."
Her face was flushed with alcohol, making her appear lazy, with her slightly squinted eyes exuding a rare flirtatiousness.
As she spoke, the smell of wine lingered in her breath.
Lala could smell that it was the aroma of wine, not too alcoholic, but with a scent similar to roses.
Slightly sweet, intoxicatingly subtle.
Forcing himself to tear his gaze away from her lips, Lala spoke dominantly.
"Think about it now!"
"But... I'm so sleepy."
"Think it over before sleeping." Lala lightly pinched her cheek, "That's an order!"
