Fenton Stuart was slightly taken aback. Although he was well aware that she liked him, hearing it directly from her still stirred a ripple in the calm depths of his heart.
The hand wiping her face paused slightly, he softly pursed his lips, and then responded, "Me too."
"Hehe..." Belinda Howard, already muddled by intoxication, didn't really hear his response and kept smiling foolishly with her face upturned.
Fenton Stuart lifted the corners of his mouth as well, filled with doting fondness for her silly demeanor.
At this moment, Belinda Howard suddenly stretched out her hand, hanging herself around his neck, with blurry eyes that made it unclear what she was thinking at this moment. She just looked at him foolishly.
Her sudden proactivity took Fenton Stuart aback.
Could it really be that the wine had changed her completely?
"What's the matter?" Seeing her hanging all over him, Fenton Stuart couldn't help but speak up and ask.
