"A little bit," Xiao Nancheng said as he took out a cigarette and lit it up, slowly starting his narrative.
Yan Xia listened attentively.
The two of them chatted and drank, and by the time Yan Xia finished listening to Xiao Nancheng's romantic history, it was already in the wee hours of the morning.
Both of them were a bit tipsy.
"Shall I have someone send you home? Or would you prefer a room nearby to stay in?" Xiao Nancheng asked, looking at Yan Xia who was slightly staggering as she walked.
Yan Xia waved her hand, "I will take a cab home by myself."
She didn't have a habit of spending the night outside casually.
Hearing this, Xiao Nancheng didn't insist, "Then, I will walk you out."
Yan Xia nodded, and started towards the exit, but she almost missed the step due to dizziness.
Xiao Nancheng quickly reached out to steady her, "You're so clumsy, I wonder what Emperor Yu saw in you."
"..." Yan Xia.
Why do all these people say the same thing about her?
