After listening to a story told by the storyteller with great interest, Xu Yu'an drank the rest of the wine in the glass and looked sideways at the woman beside him. He saw that the woman was only focusing on drinking, as if she didn't care at all about what the storyteller said.
"Senior sister, why do you only focus on drinking? This is your story. How, how, were you really like what he said at that time?" Xu Yu'an said with teasing in his brisk tone.
"..." Yi Qingqiu's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, and the tips of his ears slowly turned red.
"They're all just things that come out of nowhere."
"Sister, can you tell me the truth tonight?" Xu Yu'an looked at Yi Qingqiu's light red ears, restrained the thought of biting them, and whispered into her ears.
Night.
"..."
Intention: Continuous self-improvement
