Perhaps it was because she had never drunk so much before, Zhang Danlin was feeling a wave of intoxication creeping up again. After drinking the Sobriety Soup, her drunkenness didn't subside, and instead, her face became even redder.
At that moment, her face was as red as something else, and she nodded slightly towards Hao Jian with an "um." Hao Jian looked puzzled, hearing her "um," but not knowing what she was trying to convey. Did she think he was that kind of person or not? Could he do it or not?
He was full of confusion, thinking she was drunk now, and what she said couldn't be trusted. If he really did what she said, waking up to find a big man in her boudoir the next morning, she would definitely instinctively beat him up.
After all, knowing she was thoroughly drunk the night before, waking up to find a man beside her would surely result in her beating him up.
