Moreover, thinking of her current situation.
His constraints on her, his desire for control, treating her like a child were all things she couldn't accept.
She wanted to leave.
Thinking of this, Yiyi bit her lip, looked up: "I can't sleep, I want to have a drink."
Ling Kong's breath caught, his head lowered, seeing her gaze at him with eyes shimmering and bright.
That girl actually suggested drinking, did she even understand this carried suggestive implications? In the dead of night, a man and a woman alone, and she was inviting him to drink—it was clearly tempting him to commit a crime.
But seeing her clear and innocent eyes, he could only sigh, guessing she just genuinely wanted to drink, that simple.
After all, she was always straightforward, never sugarcoating her words, even with him.
Probably just wanted a drink to sleep better.
"Alright, but don't drink too much."
He always indulged her requests unconditionally.
