"You're so drunk, can you still make tea for me?" Chen Wei asked with a smile.
"Um... I think I can," Qi Yulu replied, "I actually feel like having some tea right now as a thank you for bringing me home. I have some good tea at home that you'll definitely like."
Her words having reached this point, Chen Wei would have seemed too lacking in emotional intelligence to talk about refusal, so he nodded and agreed, "Okay, then I'm really imposing."
"Not at all, please come in." Qi Yulu stepped aside, raising her hand to make a welcoming gesture, and, unseen by Chen Wei, she let out a long sigh of relief.
As Chen Wei prepared to bend down to take off his shoes, Qi Yulu quickly said, "You don't have to, I plan to mop the floor tomorrow anyway."
"Alright." Chen Wei straightened up and walked into the house.
When Chen Wei entered the living room and stood there motionless, Qi Yulu found it strange.
