Chapter 60 The days are still long, take your time

Matthew Clark smelled a lot of alcohol. This made Sophia Mitchell not dare to believe what he said casually, and said cautiously, "You can say that after you sober up tomorrow." "I'm not drunk, so I know what I'm talking about." Matthew Clark held her back and refused to let her go. His voice was soft, but somehow childish and stubborn. "You know what it looks like when I'm drunk." Sophia Mitchell felt a face that had just cooled down start to feel hot again. Who knows if he is drunk or not? "Sophie," Matthew Clark posted from behind. The smell of alcohol was sweet, and his usually cold voice was also tinted with warmth, making it hoarse and deep. Sophia Mitchell suddenly panicked, "No...it's getting late, you go to bed early, I'm going to bed too." After saying this, she stood up hastily, and her shoulder hit Matthew Clark's chin directly. He snorted and retracted his hand to hold her.