Nan zhiyue pouted her red lips, a little disappointed.
She kicked off her high heels and stepped on the sofa barefooted. She curled up on the sofa and hugged her bent legs with her arms, staring at the glass of wine that Shi qinglan had snatched away.
"What's going on between you and my brother?" She frowned slightly.
Hearing this, Nan xiyue's eyes dodged slightly, and she looked away uncomfortably. I ... I'm sleeping."
"A proposal banquet?" Shi qinglan looked at her.
Although she was shocked when she first learned of this, she thought about it carefully after the incident. Shi Qingyun was definitely not someone who would get drunk. She felt that there must have been some misunderstanding ...
Nan zhiyue lowered her eyes and replied, " mm.
Anyway, when she woke up that day, she realized that she was naked and Shi Qingyun's clothes had been thrown into the sink. It was easy to guess what had happened.