Standing nearby, Cheng Youran listened with an exasperated expression and stepped forward to poke his forehead.
Today, Xiao Xichen looked very handsome, with his hair slicked back, highlighting his sharp features and making his smile as bright as the warm sun.
"Hey, silly Xiao, you've had too much to drink. Come with me upstairs to rest."
Xiao Xichen looked at him and firmly refused, "No! I want to wait for my wife!"
Seeing everyone around was watching, Cheng Youran tried to coax and deceive him in half-joking, half-serious tone, "I am your wife~"
"Liar!" Xiao Xichen seemed very upset, "I don't have a wife! I only have a girlfriend! My girlfriend hasn't agreed to marry me yet!"
"..."
Even a drunk person's logic is this good?
Cheng Youran's mouth twitched as she tried to solve the problem by force—dragging him upstairs.
Unfortunately, she underestimated the strength of a drunk man. Despite giving it all she had, she still couldn't move him.
