On the ride back to the apartment, Sylvia gazed out the window, her lazy eyes reflecting the night, cool as water.
Drugged?
With ten people watching, she could switch her drink right under their noses without giving anything away.
Baron's little tricks, dare to pull them on her?
Someone always said she wasn't skilled enough, and she just couldn't accept that!
Gabriel watched the girl's expressions change constantly and reached out to touch her forehead, "Drunk again?"
Sylvia leaned on his arm, looking up with a warm, soft smile, "Yeah, if I do something outrageous or say too much, just blame it on the booze, okay? No holding it against me!"
Gabriel glanced at her, "As if I'm ever that hard on you!"
Sylvia huffed, "You have no idea how intimidating you are!"
Gabriel smiled lightly, "And now?"
Sylvia, resting against the seat, her gaze intense, looked at him with admiration, "Now, it's reverence, respect!"
Gabriel looked ahead, "Biting is respect?"
Sylvia, seeing his serious face, suddenly burst into laughter, so much so that she leaned on him, her laughter making the cold night seem warm.
Gabriel looked down at her, his lips curving slightly in response.
Back home, the two kissed in the living room for a long time. Sylvia pulled away from his lips and whispered, "Drink?"
Sylvia blinked, smiling, "But you'll indulge me."
He looked at her deeply and said softly, "Just a few lines."
"Can't wait!" The girl's eyes shone brighter than the moon outside.
Xavier thought for a moment, then started in a smooth, deep voice.
Suddenly, Sylvia looked down, hiding the gloss in her eyes, whispering, "Why'd you stop?"
Gabriel said, "Haven't sung for a while, forgot the rest of the lyrics."
Sylvia nodded, her gaze lowered, "These lines were enough!"
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