"You’re sober now?"

In the car, Shen Zhining looked at Sheng Jiaoyang with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

Sheng Jiaoyang blinked and continued to pretend by raising her hand to support her forehead. "Ouch, I'm still a little dizzy…"

Sheng Jiaoyang’s attempts to win Shen Zhining’s favour seemed to have worked quite well. In the past, Shen Zhining would’ve grown tired of her pretense long ago. But now, not only was he not disgusted by it, a smile was also hidden in the recesses of his eyes.

"There’s no need to continue feigning."

He paused and unhurriedly added, "I know exactly how you behave when you're drunk."

Boom!

Sheng Jiaoyang seemingly heard the sound of her rationality collapsing.

She couldn't help remembering that morning where he’d said, “That was how you bit me yesterday night. Last night...