"I said I bought it and I send it to you as a gift."
Rita was speechless. How could this man do this? He could buy whatever he wanted? It was a shop, not a bag or clothes.
"You just bought it?"
"I asked Wendy to buy it two days ago. I was going to give you a surprise. We happen to come here today."
How Rita wished she could kneel down before him. Why did he always surprise her? How could this be a surprise? It was scary surprise.
"If you like it, come over at any time." After saying that, Aaron pulled Rita up and ran out of the shop.
"Hey, where are we going?"
She hadn't taken a good look at the shop he bought for her. What if she didn't like it? Could she ask him to return it back?
"Aaron Leng!"
He grabbed her hand and ran all the way to the pedestrian bridge.
Rita was so tired that she couldn't catch her breath. When she was about to speak, all of a sudden, Aaron held her little head and kissed her on the forehead.
"Hey, you..."
He was drunk and out of his mind. Rita could do nothing to him.
"I love Rita!"
he opened his arms and shouted down the pedestrian bridge.
Rita quickly covered his mouth and stared at him. "Stop shouting."
There were many passers-by on the pedestrian bridge, and they all looked at the two people curiously. Feeling embarrassed, Rita wanted to take Aaron home.
But he refused to go back. He grabbed the railing on the pedestrian bridge and said firmly, "No, I don't want to go back. I want to take Riri to watch the sunset."
It was only four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sunset was still early. Rita rubbed her forehead and felt helpless.
"I'll take you home to sober up and then we come out to watch the sunset, okay?"
"No."
He hugged her from behind and said, "Let's just wait here for the sunset."
His voice suddenly became low and deep, and for a moment, Rita almost thought he was just pretending to be drunk.
"Are you not drunk, Aaron Leng?"
Rita ground her teeth hard. If this guy dared lie to her, let's see how she would punish him.
"What? Am I drunk? Didn't I just say that I am not drunk?"
Aaron was confused. When Rita turned around, he smirked at her.
Rita asked again, "Aren't you drunk?"
"No."
He shook his head decisively and rested his chin on her shoulder.
Rita sighed slightly. Well, it seemed that he was really drunk and he even didn't know what he was saying now.
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