"Uh, Huo Xinran..." Xiao Ruo shouted cautiously.
"Huh?" Huo Xinran was carefully spreading blueberry jam on the breakfast bread.
"Last night, um, I seemed drunk... Nothing happened, right?" Xiao Ruo tried his best to show a sweet smile.
Huo Xinran's hand that was applying jam stopped, and she glanced at Xiao Ruo, who was sitting on the sofa with unkempt hair. This question was really hard to answer.
To use "seems to be drunk" to describe a woman who drank to the point of breaking out and went crazy for half the night is really an understatement. Huo Xinran shook his head.
From Xiao Ruo's point of view, this posture was clearly impatient, but she couldn't help but ask.
"Then, how did I come back? Who sent me back?" She asked awkwardly.
"You walked back by yourself." This time, Huo Xinran answered quickly and finished the bread quickly.
"Huh? Yesterday's bar was seven or eight kilometers away from here. Did I go on a drunken rampage again?" Oh my God, then I am really a terrible woman! No wonder Huo Xinran is unhappy with talking to others!