"So it's like that."
Leng Yu Yan frowned; just moments before, she had thought it was her refusal that caused this.
Ye Yiheng helped her with the dishes. "Don't think too much, we should be happy tonight."
"Mhm," Leng Yu Yan nodded, delicately lifting the wine pitcher and poured for both him and herself. Then, picking up her wine cup, her tone was sweet, "Your Highness, happy one month anniversary!"
"Likewise!"
Ye Yiheng's lips curled slightly as he clinked his cup against hers, and then drank down the wine.
Leng Yu Yan imitated him, tilting her head back and gulping down the wine in one go, coughing incessantly afterward.
Ye Yiheng hurriedly put down his cup and went behind her, gently patting her back.
"You're not much of a drinker, why the rush?"
His voice was clear and tinged with indulgence.
"They say drinking boosts courage..."
Leng Yu Yan wrapped her arms around his waist, speaking in a breathless, muffled voice, flushed with shame.
