This time, Lu Yin winced in pain, taking a sharp breath.
Groggily opening his eyes, his blurry gaze wandered for a while before slowly focusing.
The pain in his arm was still clear.
His vision slowly shifted downward, landing on the hand that was pinching him.
"What are you doing?" His voice was hoarse, slightly slurred.
Lin Qinqin pursed her lips. He had the nerve to ask what she was doing without thinking about what he had done.
Drunk in the middle of the night, wasn't he just opening himself up to others' advantage?
If it weren't for her, there was no guarantee he'd keep his reputation intact!
So, men should protect themselves when out in public, avoid getting dead drunk!
Lu Yin held his forehead, feeling heavy and dizzy, just about to close his eyes when Fu Yuqing came out of the bathroom with a damp towel.
"Miss Lin, could you please make some space?"
Lin Qinqin pinched Lu Yin again, thinking, look at the woman you brought back!
