"Cold..."
Ye Mingmei felt a bit cold and unconsciously let out a soft moan.
Without a second thought, Yu Xiuzhun reached out and pulled her into his embrace.
Mingmei, still in a drowsy sleep, suddenly felt a little perplexed.
She opened her eyes to the dim light and saw the man beside her, a flicker of panic flashed in her eyes.
Her small hand instinctively pressed against his chest.
Yu Xiuzhun had been in Paris for so many days, watching her smile charmingly beside another man, stifling a surge of anger long ago.
When everything settled down, Ye Mingmei was already so exhausted that she fell asleep in his arms.
Seeing her obedient demeanor, Yu Xiuzhun's mood lifted quite a bit.
She was truly drunk.
For the first time, when they were together, she was so obedient and cooperative.
Unlike every time in the past when she saw him, she showed that terrified look, crying every time they touched.
Today's Ye Mingmei was clumsy and somewhat silly, but very cute.
