Ning Li tried to save some face for herself and struggled to say, "No, I'm drunk."
Lu Huaiyu let out a soft "Oh" and looked at her with a faint smile.
Her words were obviously not convincing.
Even if he did not say anything, the look in his eyes was enough to say everything.
"I... I was drunk. I just, just... I still vaguely remember a little..."
Ning Li took a deep breath and finally admitted it.
However, no matter how she heard it, it still made her feel guilty.
Lu Huaiyu bent down and moved closer to her. He looked at her from the same level and raised his eyebrows.
"A little? How little?"
Ning Li's face was burning.
He had obviously guessed it, yet he still had to ask this question!
Lu Huaiyu seemed to be very patient as he coaxed her with a smile.
"It just so happens that I still remember some of it. How about... we exchange our accounts of it?"
