"So how much is eight to seven?" It was rare for Zihan to take such serious and patient care of a girl. He wanted to test her just because she said that he was not drunk.
"874!" Yueyue replied in a loud voice.
"No! He is seventy-six," Zihan corrected.
"Fivety-four!" She thought he was fooling her. "You're lying. Eight-seven is obviously fifty-four."
"You are drunk."
"I didn't." Yueyue started to act shamelessly. "I'm not drunk. I can still drink. Let's play finger-guessing, writing and receiving dragons."
"Then do you know who I am?"
"You...?" Yueyue tried her best to search through the memories in her mind, but she couldn't remember who he was.
Zihan also sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Yueyue's blushing cheeks because of drinking. She looked so cute, and his heart was fu
