56 chapters Later, when you drink again, don't come back_1

The woman crackled a goofy laugh, "I know, I know, he's the person I like."

She even lifted her hand, caressed Lan Mu's face, quite frivolously.

"I'm not."

Lan Mu responded coldly with three words, but the person in his arms had fallen asleep again.

Even breaths, flushed cheeks, squished and chubby from the pressure, he inexplicably stopped walking, couldn't help but lower his head, and when his lips were just two or three centimeters from her skin, he suddenly paused, as if waking from a dream, and sharply lifted his head.

The road ahead was still endless, rows upon rows of streetlamps, the occasional car whizzing by, everything was so real.

His profound eyes narrowed slightly, full of confusion.

He was clearly so annoyed with her.

...

Staying sober was true, but being drunk was also true. Yan Zao woke up the next day to find herself lying in her bed at home; she was momentarily surprised and confused, then slowly remembered the events of last night.