"Hehe..." Donna laughed heartily, patting his cheek.
She blew a breath towards him, "Since when did Grand General White become so lacking in confidence? I'm not drunk, I'm quite sober!... As long as you help me, I'll accompany you for one night; if that's not enough, two nights or three nights are fine!"
Bryan White furrowed his brow, scrutinizing the woman's face for a long, long time before pinching her chin and asking, "Donna, is it only because you want my help that you're willing to accompany me? If another man could help you, would you be willing to accompany them too!?"
The man's expression was heavy, and the pressure from his fingers slowly increased, as if suppressing emotions.
