"Just now at Auntie's place, I heard you call me Zhuoling." Han Zhuoling's lazy, alluringly hoarse voice had a hint of amusement in it as it gently drifted past her ear.
A drunk Han Zhuoling seemed to have become especially clingy as well and was strangely behaving like a child.
The moment he said that, he slightly moved his chin to rest on her shoulder so he was looking up at her.
It was way too close. This big, full face was different from just a side profile.
The moment she turned her head, his whole face became magnified so clearly right before her eyes.
He still looked so good and did not have any dead angles, but it made her very nervous.
Shi Xiaoya glanced at him and immediately did not dare to look anymore. She turned her head away, but her face had already reddened completely.
Han Zhuoling chuckled softly. "I like it when you call me like that."
