Rather than asking her whether she had been here before, he wanted to ask why she came, or even... why she was willing to be held by him all night.
The drunk woman always had a bright smile on her face. She seemed to have drunk too much, lying lazily on the table, looking at Ling Yunting motionless and smiling.
"Beauty, you are so beautiful."
Mu Zhiqing slowly raised her hand to cover Ling Yunting's face, gesturing at his brows and eyes, her eyes innocent and intoxicating.
"I've never seen anyone as handsome as you."
Ling Yunting was originally nervous and expecting to hear the answer he wanted, but when he suddenly heard the woman's words, he was helpless and couldn't help but chuckle.
It seemed like he let her drink too much? He even called out the title "Beauty"
Mu Zhiqing couldn't help but frown when she heard Ling Yunting chuckle, and a look of seriousness suddenly appeared on her confused little face.
She slowly approached Ling Yunting and sat down on his lap.
Ling Yunting also didn't expect that Mu Zhiqing would suddenly do this. A flash of surprise flashed between his eyebrows, but he naturally held her waist to prevent her from falling.
Before he could raise his eyes, he found that the woman's hands had turned his face towards her, and he was looking into her eyes.
"Why are you laughing? Do you not believe me?"
Mu Zhiqing looked at the face that was so close with a serious look, her tone was decisive and firm.
"I've never seen anyone as beautiful as you, hee hee."
Ling Yunting raised his eyebrows, looking very satisfied when the woman took the initiative to throw herself into his arms and confessed her love to him so seriously.
"Why should I look for you? Of course it's because..." Mu Zhiqing thought for a moment, then said seriously: "Of course it's because I miss you!"
I, think, you, ah!
The crisp and beautiful four words exploded in Ling Yunting's heart. Looking at the woman's confused and lovely face, the soft color in his eyes became more intense.
Even if it was just her drunken gibberish, these four words still meant a lot to him.
The joyful energy spread from the ears to the heart, just like spring returning to the earth and all things reviving, it was incredibly wonderful.
"What a coincidence, I miss you more."
The man stared at her, every word showing seriousness.
Mu Zhiqing seemed very happy to hear this, wrapping her hands around the man's neck and smiling dreamily.
Ling Yunting seemed to suddenly become interested and asked: "Madam, I have a hidden illness, will you marry me?"
"Hidden disease?"
Mu Zhiqing's expression changed slightly, and she subconsciously looked down from Ling Yunting's beautiful face...
"No way?"
Ling Yunting: "...that's not it."
Just when Ling Yunting's face gradually turned dark, Mu Zhiqing suddenly raised her head and laughed loudly and sweetly.
"As long as you are a beauty, I don't mind."
She smiled arrogantly and unrestrainedly, and her words were serious and matter-of-fact, as if she had identified Ling Yunting. As long as the target was him, she wouldn't mind no matter what.
Ling Yunting's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes became deep and clear. Every word and every sentence struck his heart, making him feel shocked.
And she, who was already drunk, would never know how beautiful and important these words were to him.
Even if it was a drunken remark, even if it was just a joke, he felt better than ever when he heard it.