Anderson turned his head and finally looked at her face.
Dressed up in the beige windbreaker, she still looked so clean and fresh, but there seemed to be a trace of sadness deep in her eyes, which was caught by his keen eyes.
His eyes were a little serious, but he didn't say anything. He just nodded slightly.
"Yeah, I drank a little."
Clarissa forced a smile.
Anderson was really good at telling lies. The smell of the alcohol was so strong. How could he only drink a little?
Obviously, he had drunk a lot!
However, she had no standpoint and was too embarrassed to care about him, so she pursed her lips and did not say anything.
David turned around and asked her with a smile, "Miss Chapman, where do you live?"
Clarissa told him a address and David searched it on the map. Then he starte
