Although she whispered faintly, the last word was held back from being spoken. Nevertheless, Mu Xingye caught every syllable.
His face instantly turned grim!
Drunk and loose morals?! he thought.
Suddenly, his heart sank even more.
Was she actually considering giving up alcohol over this?
Was she so unwilling to be intimate with him?!
Xia Pengpeng took the cup from his hand and downed the warm brown sugar water in one gulp.
"So sweet!" She couldn't help frowning, "Who made this? Is the water-to-sugar ratio 1:1?"
Mu Xingye, looking at her face full of disdain and her accurate guess at the ratio, swallowed the words "I made it."
"I apologize for what just happened," Xia Pengpeng took the initiative to admit her fault.
"Which incident? Not listening to me, drinking and smoking, getting completely wasted, or…" he trailed off.
