"Cousin-in-law," Cheng Songyang leaned forward slightly, and the tip of his nose landed less than a centimeter next to Shen Hanxing's ear. It was so close that it was as if they were whispering. "Have I ever told you that your cold appearance is damn sexy?"
"Then have I ever told you not to get too close when talking to people after drinking?" Shen Hanxing tilted her head slightly and pushed his face away coldly. "Your mouth stinks."
The tone of her statement was plain and uninteresting. Cheng Songyang laughed as if he had heard a funny joke. "Hahaha, cousin-in-law, you're interesting. Few men can resist a beauty like you." He stood up, returning to his polite posture. He moved aside. "I can't help but want to praise you. If I've offended you, please don't mind."
