When they were about to go home, Maisy was already completely drunk. Her footsteps were a little unsteady. Lucas was walking in front, and Jay wanted to hug her, but Maisy refused. She insisted on holding his arm in a very intimate way. Although walking wasn't a problem for her, her speech was already somewhat slurred.
Jay looked at the woman who was talking nonsense and actually felt that she was a little cute. After so many years, Maisy was really his only exception. Jay didn't drink, so he naturally became the driver. However, the two people behind him really made him feel uneasy. "Lucas, watch mommy in the back row!"