After saying that, Lan Cai'er immediately regretted it.
Was she too daring? With a mixture of nervousness and trepidation, a deep chuckle echoed in her ears.
The night became eerily silent.
It wasn't until dawn that Lan Cai'er finally woke up, feeling groggy.
After the hangover, her head was throbbing, with some fuzzy memories piecing together in her mind.
The man's robust breath lingered by her ear, making Lan Cai'er's face turn redder than a persimmon with a loud mental bang.
Lan Cai'er felt an urge to kill herself.
She actually took the initiative...
Alcohol will be the death of people; she must never drink again.
Lan Cai'er shrank her neck, hoping to sneak away before Yan Jiu woke up, but as soon as she thought of moving his arm, it suddenly tightened, pulling her back in.
"You think you can just walk away without taking responsibility?" It turned out Yan Jiu had been awake the moment Lan Cai'er opened her eyes.
