I Like You

Hearing her words, Jefferson's hazy eyes suddenly lit up. "You know?" "Yes." Adrienne was almost unable to stand up straight because of his weight, but she still nodded. "I saw the photo on your desk that morning. She was the one who poured water on you that day. She was really beautiful. If I were a man, I would probably like her too. If you like her, you should just go for it. I won't hold you back just because I'm your wife on paper." "Are you trying to infuriate me to death?" Jefferson's eyes gradually darkened as he looked at her with a muddled look as if he was a soulless person. "Adrienne, the woman I like is you." "Me?" Adrienne knew that she shouldn't be laughing at this moment, but she felt like it was a ridiculous thing to hear. Jefferson could usually drink quite a lot. Adrienne wondered how much he drank that day. He was so drunk that he was spouting all sorts of nonsense such as him liking her. "What are you laughing at?" Jefferson clenched his fist and wished he could gi