Gong Heng laughed at her, "Little glutton."
Mianmian was eating happily when she mistook the red wine beside her for juice because it smelled sweet. She picked it up and took a sip, then immediately frowned, "What kind of juice is this? It's a bit bitter."
Gong Heng wanted to stop her but it was already too late, fortunately, she only took a small sip.
He immediately took the glass from her hand and placed it aside, "This is not juice, it's red wine. You can't drink alcohol."
Then he called the waiter over to order a fruit juice for Mianmian.
Mianmian pouted nonchalantly, "So this is what red wine tastes like, huh? Fragrant, sweet but also bitter. It tasted a bit strange at first, but now that I've swallowed it, it feels pretty good. Bro, can I try another sip?"
Gong Heng's face stiffened.
"No!"
Mianmian blinked her big eyes, resting her chin on her hands and spoke pitifully, "Just a little sip, a tiny one..."
