Just as they were about to collide, Tong Yan suddenly bent down.
Meng Hao's hand skimmed over her head, and he looked at his hand in surprise. What a coincidence, is it really a coincidence?
Clearly drunk, how could she dodge it?
Could she be pretending to be drunk?
But—
"Sis?" Meng Hao stared at her, his eyes full of inquiry. No, it's not that she's pretending; she's really drunk.
This must be a coincidence.
Reaching this conclusion, Meng Hao stepped forward to put his arm around her shoulder, but things often take unexpected turns.
Tong Yan felt very irritated, her head ached, and she was dizzy. On top of that, there seemed to be a buzzing fly around her ear, making her feel even more annoyed. "So noisy! Why so noisy!"
Her voice was loud enough for everyone around to hear.
Meng Hao was momentarily stunned, but no worries, dealing with a drunk woman shouldn't be that hard, right? Just a few sweet words would do.
"Sis, you're so beautiful, when I look at you..."
"Bang!"
