Xinyu now isn't her true self, having seen how foolish she becomes when she has had alcohol, Chen Yuan already had a glimpse of it before.
So, the request she made at the moment might not necessarily reflect her true thoughts, and accepting it now, while the other party is not fully lucid, borders on taking advantage of someone's vulnerability.
So what?
I'm Chen Yuan.
I'm not exactly a paragon of virtue.
"Elbow." Leading Xia Xinyu by the hand, Chen Yuan didn't hesitate at all—he agreed to her request immediately, without even the pretense of politeness for a single second.
As a boyfriend, isn't fulfilling his girlfriend's requests the most natural thing to do?
What's wrong with me fawning over my girl?
"Mhm, let's go."
Xia Xinyu nodded, her tone as decisive as Chen Yuan's. Holding his hand, she happily followed him, without a hint of coyness or shyness.