She really had never seen Brother Molian come over to her home to drink... Oh, no, they did drink the time they got engaged, but that was just the once, it seemed like there were no other occasions.
"Sang'er..."
Sui Zimo looked at Lin Caisang with some speechlessness.
Why did she have to undermine him at this moment? He had rarely uttered a threatening word.
"Alright, alright."
Lin Caisang promptly replied.
"Even if I don't need alcohol to go down, I can still chop it up to feed the dogs. Whatever my Brother Molian says is right."
"Mm."
Sui Zimo smiled and reached out with his other hand to stroke her head.
"Stay close."
"Okay."
Lin Caisang answered.
Demon Clan's Six: "..."
At this moment, his feelings truly defy description in language.
What exactly did these two want anyway? They were about to send him to the sacrificial altar, yet here they were, being all lovey-dovey. Were they trying to infuriate him to death?
"You, you..."
"What about us?"