"What could be on my mind?" Zhou Wangshu used the wine flask to hide his emotions.
"If you don't want to say, then forget it, I'll just drink with you!" Su Yaoguang said, snatching the wine flask from his hand and taking a sip.
Zhou Wangshu leaned in and whispered in her ear, "I just drank from that. Does this mean you tasted my saliva?"
"Ahem..." Su Yaoguang choked and pushed Zhou Wangshu's face away. "You cheeky brat, you're getting more and more outrageous."
Zhou Wangshu put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Look how frightened you are, is it really necessary? We've at least slept in the same bed and shared the same pot of wine."
"Wang Shu, we agreed before..."
"Ah, my head hurts..." Zhou Wangshu held his head, "Ever since I got hit, it hurts now and then. I wonder if I'll turn into a fool."
Su Yaoguang rolled her eyes.
