"I..." Hao Jian hesitated, unable to continue.
He wanted to say something, but the words got stuck in his throat. Zhang Danlin's question was undoubtedly too blunt, and if not for the influence of alcohol, she would never have spoken like this. At this moment, it was clear that the alcohol had taken over, making her speak without any reservation, just babbling away.
If he were to deny it, it would be somewhat self-deceiving. To be honest, Zhang Danlin was quite beautiful, her captivating features were the start of mischief. Especially now, wearing denim shorts, exposing her sexy, long and fair legs, and earlier when he carried her, she kept moving because of the alcohol, making his hands naturally rest on her legs.
Yet, as she wriggled, those alluring legs moved within his grasp. Heaven knows, he truly had no improper thoughts then. If he had, this perfect opportunity would have allowed him to do something else.
