An Ran sat quietly beside Mu Xingfeng, watching the two people bicker.
Mu Xingfeng knew that this girl seemed calm, but she was actually a bit tipsy. She probably was truly happy tonight; she drank quite a lot of alcohol, otherwise she wouldn't be so quiet.
However, this quietness was only before the car started.
"Mu Xingfeng, roll down the window, roll it down, roll it down..." An Ran said while waving her little hand.
Mu Xingfeng quickly rolled down the window, supporting her waist with one hand, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
An Ran's whole body was sprawled over Mu Xingfeng's lap, her hands grabbing onto the car window. Hearing the question, she turned her head, revealed her small white teeth, giggled, then shook her head, "No, I just want to look outside. Mu Xingfeng, have you heard me sing? I'm really good at singing."
Mu Xingfeng rubbed his forehead, estimating that once the wind blew, this girl's drunkenness would increase.
