Do I really hate men?
The Third Elder couldn't help but ask herself, but she seemed to fear thinking about this question and couldn't come up with an answer.
The beautiful woman held her forehead, feeling a headache, wanting to drink another jug, but still feeling uneasy.
She almost lost herself due to the alcohol; how could she dare to touch the wine again?
She didn't know how to face You Su; would the young man remember the things after getting drunk when he woke up?
She felt a bit annoyed; why hasn't anyone brewed a wine that can erase memories? If such a wine existed, it would probably be the most popular one, wouldn't it?
Feeling at a loss, she suddenly saw You Su's scattered long hair, and her heart calmed down considerably.
You Su is dressed as a woman; he wouldn't deliberately expose that he is actually the woman today; otherwise, he definitely couldn't explain it clearly.
