Nan Xueyin froze, rejecting him almost without a second thought, "No!"
She had consumed a fair amount of alcohol, and her speech was not as cold as usual. In her muddled state, there was even a hint of coquettishness. She stood there, frowning, glaring at him, though her eyes remained soft.
Xiao Youlan looked at her and was reminded of the little cat he had raised when he was a child.
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