1398. So that's the truth!
Nie Xianyang looked panic-stricken.
From his reaction, it was clear he was just a clueless guy, so nervous that his hands were trembling.
"Youyou, you really drank too much..." Nie Xianyang swallowed nervously, "That's right... I do like you, but that kind of liking isn't just about physical desire. I like you, so I cherish you. I don't want you to regret it when you're sober... mmm—"
Before Nie Xianyang could finish his sentence, Du Youyou sealed his lips with hers.
After a heated kiss, Du Youyou stared at him intently, "You like me but refuse to touch me? Is your liking just words? Or..."
He looked at his goddess without blinking, "Youyou, tell me, are you drunk?"
Du Youyou also looked at him steadily, "I'm so clear-headed and proactive, do you still think I'm drunk?"
Nie Xianyang's breathing intensified, "Then tell me, who am I?"
Du Youyou looked at him charmingly, kissing his nose proactively, "Xianyang, you're really cute."
