"Xiyao, you better not get up, just sit and rest for a while," Ling Chen said with concern.
It was uncertain whether Liu Xiyao had heard him clearly, but she wrapped her delicate arms around Ling Chen's neck, hanging almost her entire weight on his neck, her body pressing tightly against his.
Feeling the warmth of Liu Xiyao's body and her faint scent, Ling Chen couldn't help but swallow.
This woman... Does she not realize how attractive she is? Unless one is a eunuch, it's probably impossible for any man to resist Liu Xiyao's charm.
"Xiyao, Xiyao..."
Ling Chen called her name several times, but Liu Xiyao did not respond at all; her tempting red lips slightly parted, exhaling a fragrant breeze.
Seeing this, Ling Chen could only silently smile wryly. Judging by Liu Xiyao's condition, the half glass of white wine had completely intoxicated her; she was beyond awakening.
