Then, she lightly lifted her slightly dazed almond-shaped eyes and glared at Lu Jihan: "You haven't answered my question yet, don't take the call!"
As she spoke, she reached out to grab the phone from his hand.
However, she grabbed aimlessly and caught nothing, almost knocking the empty wine glass to the ground. Fortunately, Lu Jihan quickly caught it.
Such a childlike Song Yinyin really left one both amused and helpless. Lu Jihan rubbed his temples, but there was an unconscious affection in his eyes as he looked at her.
"You're quite drunk, let me take you back."
"No!" Song Yinyin shook her head, holding onto his outstretched large hand, "I'm not drunk, I still want to drink. I'm happy today, we won't stop until... hic—"
The word 'stop' was on the tip of her tongue, but it changed tone as she unexpectedly let out a drunken hiccup, exhaling alcohol scent from her mouth.
Seeing this, Lu Jihan knew she was drunk, so he moved the wine glass away from her.
