Li Yuru poured wine for Chu Yang, sat across from him, and picked up the glass on the table, "Chu Yang, let's have a drink together!"
Chu Yang lifted his glass and said, "Sounds good."
Clink!
Their glasses barely touched.
Li Yuru was radiating with happiness, finishing the wine in her glass.
Chu Yang also drained his glass in one gulp.
Li Yuru laughed happily, her eyes filled with charm as she looked at Chu Yang.
They drank and ate, amidst laughter and joyful conversations, with Li Yuru occasionally letting out a giggle, which undoubtedly led to fanciful musings.
The bottle of wine quickly emptied, and more than half of the dishes on the table had been enjoyed.
Li Yuru, with eyes glazed from intoxication, gazed at Chu Yang with yearning, then leaned forward and collapsed into his embrace, "Chu Yang, let's go to the bedroom."
Chu Yang bent down and kissed Li Yuru's pale forehead, then hugged her tightly in his arms.
