I want to, but I can't (3)

Han Yuexu remained silent.

Fu Shuai was just asking casually, but he didn't answer.

It was something that he wanted to get even if he had to give up everything.

This kind of situation wasn't something that everyone had.

After an unknown amount of time.

Han Yuexu had drunk quite a bit. He held the empty glass and muttered, "

"Yes, I really, really want it, but ... I can't take it."

A beautiful figure appeared in his mind.

……

Han Yuexu wasn't an alcoholic. He rarely drank, but he seemed to have drunk a little too much recently.

That day, he returned to the old residence very late.

When she came back, she had sobered up and there was no obvious smell of alcohol on her body. She should have dealt with it outside before coming back.

The old lady was used to going to bed early, so the lights in the old house were dark.

When han Yuexu returned, the servant opened the door for him and spoke in a low voice.