Chapter 232: After Kicking Out the Scumbag, the Aloof Buddhist Son Dotes on His Wife 32

"He calls you Ruanruan, so I can call you that as well," Zhou Mingyu hooked his finger, smiling at her. "He really likes you and even wants to confess his feelings to you."

"You're drunk," Su Zhiruan said, using busyness to mask her panic, but as she placed the wine bottle on the ground, she thought to herself, why should she be flustered?

"If you say I'm drunk, then I must be drunk," Zhou Mingyu replied lightly, his gaze sideway, his sleeves rolled up revealing the graceful curve of his wrist, a mechanical watch ticking on his wrist. "He's drunk and can confess his love to you. So what can I do when I'm drunk?"

"You say you're drunk, but do you have any proof?" Su Zhiruan teased him deliberately, leaning closer, "A truly drunk person couldn't speak so logically, Mr. Zhou, then you..."