Handsome

Ye Qianqian sensed his reaction and broke out in a huge guffaw.

Feeling mischievous, Ye Qianqian leaned forward and stole another kiss.

This time around, Shen Zhilie was prepared, and his reaction wasn't as strong.

He shot a glance as he deliberately kept his face straight and said, "You can choose to either come down on your own and walk, or have me throw you down."

Ye Qianqian immediately clung on tightly to his neck and squeezed her eyes shut.

Only then did Shen Zhilie take one step after another and walk towards the shore.

As it was already night, the number of water-taxis dropping the passengers off had increased significantly.

Shen Zhilie recited the address of the hotel, and carried Ye Qianqian onto the boat.

But the moment they got on, Ye Qianqian sudden scrambled up, her senses alert. She looked nothing like that drunkard from moments before.

Shen Zhilie laughed in exasperation, and asked, "Did you just fool me?"