Li Wanzi watched, feeling both sentimental and a bit... disgusted.
She quickly handed over a tissue to each of them.
Ai Le and Ling Ye took it and hurriedly expressed their thanks.
Ling Ye wiped his mouth, his Peach-liked Eye blinking; under the soft glow of the streetlights, his gaze became especially captivating and dreamy.
"Lele..." he called out softly.
"Hmm..." Ai Le replied weakly, her voice as small as a mosquito's.
The man gently caressed the girl's face, his Peach-liked Eye revealing a focused tenderness as he smiled foolishly, "I tell you, I'm not impressed by anything, except you!"
"Go away! I can barely stand myself, don't support me!"
Their conversation was completely out of sync.
"Lele, you really surprised me today. I never thought you could drink so much. I never knew you had such a good tolerance..."
The night breeze blew by, clearing Ai Le's eyes a bit as she pouted.
"I'm just putting on a show, how could you believe it..." she murmured.
