Yan Yue looped an arm around his neck and asked with feigned disappointment, "Did my birthday party bore you?"
"How could it? You know I don't like socializing, and I've already had quite a lot to drink. I can't have any more."
Ruan Tianling wrapped an arm around her waist, smiling tenderly as he spoke.
Yan Yue pouted, "I've been so busy entertaining them that I haven't properly toasted to you yet."
She raised her glass and said with a smile, "This glass is a toast to you, you must drink it all."
Ruan Tianling took the glass, his lips curling up into a mischievous smile, "Alright, I'll drink just this one."
Having said that, he tilted his head back and downed the drink in one gulp.
Watching himself drink, Ruan Tianling, who stood watching from the side, narrowed his sharp eyes.
What game was Yan Yue playing?
"Tianling, it's getting late, why don't we sneak out?" Yan Yue tightened her grip around his neck, her eyes filled with anticipation.
