So he overestimated her. She got drunk with just half a can of beer?

With this alcohol tolerance, does she still dare to drink outside?

Tang Susu was stunned for two seconds when she saw that her beer had disappeared. She looked down and saw there was another can next to her.

She picked up another can of temper and laughed softly.

She raised the beer in her hand, a little proudly, "Here's another can."

Her slender fingers were about to open the lid of the can.

The next second, the beer can disappeared again.

She tilted her head, her eyes blank, "Why is it gone again?"

She couldn't find the wine, so she lowered her head and looked under the table, but couldn't find it.

She looked up and saw Shao Ge holding two cans of wine in his hands.

She bowed, "He Zhimo, can you give me a can?"

Shao Ge shook his head, his voice deep, "No."

She frowned and was about to cry.

He Zhimo used his slender fingers to tear off a crispy chicken leg from the whole chicken and handed it over, "Eat this."

The girl shook her head, her misty eyes looking aggrieved, "I want to drink."

He Zhimo stepped forward, stretched out his hand and put the chicken leg into her mouth, coaxing her, "Be good, this is delicious."

The girl raised her head, met the boy's dark eyes, and opened her mouth obediently.

The aroma of fried chicken spread between her lips, and she smiled, "It's really delicious!"

She reached out, tore off another chicken leg, and fed it to He Zhimo, "You eat too."

He Zhimo was stunned.

In his eyes, crispy fried chicken is something he cannot avoid. He hates greasy food the most.

Although he tried it once last time, he didn't want to try it a second time.

He shook his head, "I don't want to eat it, you eat it."

Although Tang Susu's consciousness was hazy, she still remembered that He Zhimo came out to eat fried chicken.

She stubbornly stretched out her hand and looked at Shao Ge expectantly, "You eat."

Seeing that he didn't move, she said again, "Eat it!"

He Zhimo had no choice but to open his mouth and take a light bite.

His throat felt greasy and he wanted to spit it out, but when he met the girl's bright eyes, he restrained himself and swallowed it.

He smiled and said, "Yeah, delicious."

"It's delicious, eat more, eat all of it." Tang Susu smiled, holding up the chicken leg and feeding He Zhimo.

He Zhimo reached out to take the chicken leg and coaxed her, "I can do it myself."

But Tang Susu seemed to like this feeling of being fed. She pouted her lips and said in a soft voice with a girlish charm, "Open your mouth."

He Zhimo moved his thin lips and finally opened his mouth.

Tang Susu fed He Zhimo a whole chicken leg before letting him go.

He Zhimo looked at the half-drunk girl and prepared to take her back.

He coaxed her out of the store.

He looked down at her slender fingers, empty.

He hesitated for a moment, then took her hand.

The next second,

The girl pulled her hand out of his palm.

He was stunned, his dark eyes filled with astonishment.

But the girl grabbed his clothes.

He tilted his head, "What's wrong?"

She looked at her eagerly and said coquettishly, "I can't walk anymore, carry me on your back."

He Zhimo glanced into the distance. This place was not far from where he lived, but it was not close either.

It takes at least half an hour to walk back.

On the street, empty taxis come and go.

He turned his back to her, bent down, and whispered softly, "Come up."

Tang Susu walked forward obediently and hooked her fingers around his neck.

He Zhimo was stunned.

He rolled his Adam's apple, stopped thinking about other things, carefully carried her on his back, and walked slowly forward.

Shao Ge seemed to have forgotten that his leg was not completely healed, and he walked forward with one step deep and one step shallow.