Su Luo was utterly drunk, and she pushed Lin Feng away hard, wrapping herself tightly with the quilt: "The two of us... who let you sleep with me?"
"You said you wanted to give yourself to me, so I... What's going on with you?"
Lin Feng frowned and sat up from the bed as well, picking up the clothes from the floor and putting them on: "I confessed my feelings to you at the bar, and I meant it when I said I wanted to marry you."
Su Luo irritably grabbed her hair, fragmented images appearing in her mind. She had actually mistaken Lin Feng for Lu Jinghan earlier.
"Don't tell anyone about this, I don't like you and I don't want to marry you either."
Su Luo got out of bed wrapped in the quilt, looking at the ripped clothes on the floor, realizing how intense things must have been just now.
Lin Feng understood immediately when Su Luo said that: "You mistook me for Jing Han?"
"I'm sorry, can we just pretend this never happened?"
