Shen Yan looked at her wrist as she raised her hand. She regained her senses after a bit and added, "It's 9.30 p.m. now. It's time to go home."
Shen Yan's head leaned against Fu Hang's chest and rubbed against his chest after she said that. She had the appearance of a sleepy tiny kitten.
Fu Hang's heart melted as he looked at Shen Yan. "Can you still walk now, Darling?" he inquired quietly.
"What are you talking about? I'm not drunk!" Shen Yan exclaimed, raising her head from Fu Hang's arms and pouting her lips unhappily.
Fu Hang looked at Shen Yan's expression and couldn't help but laugh. "Okay, you're right. You're not drunk. Let's go home now!"
"Okay." Shen Yan nodded solemnly.
Fu Hang walked in front, holding Shen Yan's hand as they walked toward the elevator.
Shen Yan didn't know why, but she felt very safe. It seemed that as long as she was with Fu Hang, she wouldn't be afraid no matter where they went.
