"Once it's over, you won't hold it against me anymore, will you?" Gu Zichen asked her.
"No." Qiao Xiguan nodded.
Gu Zichen seemed to smile slightly.
Qiao Xiguan couldn't see his face, only felt her skin near his lips, a slight sensation.
Suddenly, Gu Zichen let her go.
Once Qiao Xiguan was free, she took two steps back.
The two of them were too close; she felt a bit uncomfortable.
And obviously, even though Gu Zichen was speaking clearly, she could still feel he was intoxicated.
Sleeping like this leaned against the toilet was probably after puking his guts out.
Gu Zichen looked at the distance between them, his pursed lips tightened, suddenly noticing the golden necklace she had exposed, the word "Yang" on it was really dazzling, so dazzling that he found it hard to ignore.
He remained silent, moved to stand up from the floor.
His movements were a bit slow, probably because he was dizzy.
Qiao Xiguan stood up from the ground as well.
