Chapter 295 Alcohol, What Alcohol?

• "You're a young girl, it's dangerous to be alone outside. Be a good girl and come back home with your brothers, okay?"
• Diana tilted her head, her voice mischievous, "Danger is just danger... There's a saying, 'Even if a peony dies under the moon, it dies as a romantic ghost.' Well, I'm game!"
• Saying this, she looked up, her watery eyes fixed on John's sculpted face, an expression of deep fascination in them.