Allen couldn't bear to see Juliet alone.
Allen's words surprised Juliet. She fixed at his handsome face.
He smiled gently. He was so mild and gentle.
After a long time, Juliet blinked and chuckled, “Allen, if you say that, I will misunderstand that you like me.”
“Isn't this a beautiful misunderstanding?" Allen smiled meaningfully. A trace of affection showed in his eyes.
Juliet bit her lips, “It is indeed beautiful. However, I have fallen in love with someone else.”
A hazy light flashed past Allen's eyes, and he still smiled warmly, "It's fine. That is enough as long as I love you.”
Juliet raised her eyebrows and leaned back. Her inquiring gaze landed on his face. “Allen, are you joking with me or are you serious?”
“What do you think?" Allen did not answer.
Juliet replied without hesitation, "Fake. After all, I arm Payton’s girlfriend. How can you like your friend's girlfriend?"
Allen looked down and smiled, “It's just a little late.”
His voice was very low, and Juliet did not hear it clearly. “What did you say? I did not hear it.”
Allen looked up and smiled slightly, “Nothing.”
Since it was nothing, Juliet did not pursue it any further, and she was not interested.
She stood up and went to the wine cabinet to get another bottle of wine. Then she turned back.
She stood in front of Allen, raised the wine in her hand and said, “Do you want to drink with me?"
Allen raised his eyebrows and said, “My pleasure.”
Payton listened with interest to Charlotte's funny stories about foreign countries and occasionally laughed heartily.