Shawn's arms wrapped tightly around her waist.

"Gale, can you be more obedient? Don't make me angry. Listen to me," he said in a low voice.

She smiled bitterly and said, "My life is in your hands, you can crush it all. What else do you want?"

"I want you to take the initiative, and I want you to stay willingly. Instead of… me using hatred and your parents to tie you to me."

Gale was stunned.

What Shawn said... She does not seem to understand.

On second thought, he was drunk. He must be talking nonsense.

Gale felt that she was also a little silly and laughed at herself.

"What are you laughing at?" Shawn was very dissatisfied and asked, "I'm talking to you. Are you deaf?"

She murmured, "Even when he's drunk, he's still so fierce..."

"I'm not drunk!"

"Yes, yes, you are not drunk. The more drunk people are, the more they like to say that they are not drunk."

Gale responded perfunctorily, like coaxing a child.

She said, "Shawn, let me go first. I'll get a hot towel to wipe your