"Two Xiaos Bai." Meng Shuqing felt dizzy, and the An Bai in front of her became two.
An Bai: "..."
He shouldn't have talked about the past with someone who was drunk.
"Chenchen, you're drunk."
An Bai carefully helped Meng Shuqing upstairs to rest. The room had long been prepared for her, with décor she liked, and even the bedding was to her taste. He half-hugged her, protecting her head, fearing she might bump into something.
"Not drunk, I can still drink."
Meng Shuqing felt like she was walking on clouds, dizzy, with Xiao Bai's endless chatter in her ear. An Bai wanted to hold her, but Meng Shuqing insisted she wasn't drunk and wanted to walk by herself.
From the dining room to the master bedroom upstairs, the short distance took them ten minutes.
"I'm not drunk."
"Don't believe me? Look, this is two, this is three, what's this?"
Meng Shuqing counted her fingers, but she was so dizzy she couldn't even tell apart two and three.
