"Fang Ran is a good person!" He Zhilan muttered.
But just this retort darkened He Teng's face even more. Suddenly, he bent over and sniffed He Zhilan's body like a dog, then his face darkened, "You went out drinking?"
He Teng had originally thought that He Zhilan's cheeks were flushed because she had just taken a bath, but as soon as she spoke and moved a little, the smell of alcohol came out, and He Teng exploded, "He Zhilan, I remember you promised me never to drink! But here you are late at night, going out alone to drink with a male colleague! You've really learned something new huh!"
"I..." He Zhilan wanted to argue that she hadn't drunk, but a glance at her own coat made her twitch the corners of her mouth slightly. How did she just take a bath and directly come over to find He Teng wearing the coat she had worn out? Isn't he just like a dog with a nose that can smell the alcohol on her?
