Moses pressed his lips together and finally turned to look at her.
"Next time, don't try to be clever!"
With his personality, if he doesn't want to drink, he'll just say so, and no one can make him drink a drop of alcohol; he doesn't care about pleasing or accommodating anyone.
"Don't worry, no one will notice." Yu Yao assumed he was discovered, raised her right hand holding a "wine bottle" and smiled at him, "The crime tool is still with me. I've already shaken out the bubbles, your sharp eyes didn't see it, how could anyone else?"
Crime tool?!
Moses curled the corners of his lips speechlessly, should he call her smart, or childish?!
Yu Yao stood aside, watching the fleeting smile on the man's lips, yet another face involuntarily appeared before her eyes.
For a moment, looking at him, she found herself somewhat lost in thought.
The elevator reached the first floor, and the doors parted, but she was still standing diagonally in front of him, not intending to move.
