Gu Feng left.
He left with Lin Yue on his back.
Leaning on Gu Feng's back, the woman muttered to him, "Wasn't my tolerance for alcohol much better tonight than it was that night? I drank three glasses tonight!"
"Humph."
Even in her drunken state, she maintained a proud and aloof tone, which was sufficient to show that those three glasses of alcohol were a remarkable achievement for her!
Gu Feng didn't have the heart to burst her bubble, so he just smiled, hailed a taxi, and took her home.
Whether her alcohol tolerance had improved or not, Gu Feng didn't know, but he was sure that the beer they had ordered in the karaoke room was definitely not as strong as the imported wine.
But the woman resting on his lap didn't know that.
Gu Feng glanced at the sleeping Lin Yue and suddenly that kiss flooded his mind.
He hadn't used his Precognition ability to foresee that this woman would be so bold.
The softness of her seated on his lap and her cool, tender lips.
