Lin Zhenghui asked this question, causing Lin Wan'er to glare at him with annoyance.
She knew that Lin Zhenghui, this guy, was playing dumb.
Last night on the way back, he had played with her rosy peaches with his hand and even climbed onto her not-too-big, not-too-small snowy peaks.
And now he was pretending as if nothing had happened.
"Do you really not remember?" Lin Wan'er leaned close to this super good-looking guy, intently staring at his wickedly handsome face.
"Could it be I bullied you? How come I don't remember anything?" Lin Zhenghui, looking into her bright eyes, found it a bit difficult to keep up the act.
"What do you think?" Lin Wan'er opened a bottle of soda for him, handed it to this male best friend, and asked the feigning fool in front of her.
"Oh my, it makes me afraid to drink too much next time."
"Stop pretending, I'm not blaming you," she said with a wave of her hand.
When Lin Wan'er spoke those words, she felt a bit of regret.
