C76 She threw herself on me

She pounced on me

"Don't go!" she said, looking at me.

I said seriously, "You're drunk!"

"I'm not drunk!" she suddenly shouted at me, in a particularly domineering way, stamping her feet and shouting again, "I'm not drunk!"

I was startled by her, and her lips trembled as she bit her teeth.

"What's so good about you?" I asked her coldly.

"I am proud, I want to be arrogant, you have to give