"What's wrong?"
She just looked at him with a sparkling gaze.
Very serious.
Ruffy Smith felt like this was going to be the death of him.
Didn't she know — how adorable she was like this?
Usually, she had an air of cool indifference, but now she seemed to come to life, and looking at her cheeks flushed with red, Ruffy felt an itch in his hands.
He wanted to touch Ellen Young's face, even give it a good squeeze.
Unfortunately…
Pinching her would hurt, so better not.
"Do you really want to drink?"
He looked down and asked her, his tone as if coaxing a child with candy, "Drinking too much will make you drunk, and you don't know what you're like when you're drunk. What if you go crazy?"
"What are you talking about?"
Her eyes were always bright, "I won't get drunk."
She was already drunk.
Ruffy couldn't help but laugh; her tolerance really was terribly poor.