"Tsk." Someone chuckled in the darkness. His voice was very pleasant. "How much did you drink? If I had known, I wouldn’t have let you touch the wine."
Qiao Nian was actually conscious. However, after talking to Bo Jingxing, her thinking abilities were impaired by the alcohol.
She could still hear his voice. It seemed helpless and doting.
Her eyes were extremely bright in the darkness, and she called out his name again in a low voice. "Ye Wangchuan?"
"I’m here."
This time, the person in the darkness responded quickly.
Qiao Nian felt him pull her hand away. The cold towel brushed past her cheek, and he said with a smile, "What a drunkard."
The cold touch left her face, and Qiao Nian vaguely heard him say, "Wait for me. I’ll get another towel."
She didn’t know what was wrong with her heart, but she paused for half a second as if someone had knocked her silly. Then, Qiao Nian instinctively grabbed him, agilely pulled him onto the bed, flipped over, and half-knelt on it, squinting to see the person’s face.
"Ye Wangchuan?"
Silence.
Ye Wangchuan didn’t expect her to suddenly grab him and get him onto the bed. By the time he reacted, he could already feel her breath on his neck. The faint alcohol smell was not unpleasant, and the girl’s voice was hoarse as she called his name.
He believed that he had better self-control than ordinary people. At this moment, his breathing stopped for a second before subconsciously grabbing the girl’s wrist and saying in a clear and cold voice, "Nian Nian, do you know what you’re doing?"
After saying that, he couldn’t help but laugh in the dark.
Qiao Nian was obviously drunk.
He actually asked a drunk person if she knew what she was doing. This was a kind of mental confusion... Qiao Nian was clearly the one drunk. But why did it seem like he was also drunk?
He chuckled, about to get up and pull her up.
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