The door was somewhat cold; her back was pressed against it, her body burning fiercely. But even so, the cold wall did not lessen the heat much.
She never had much alcohol tolerance, and after three drinks, she was already somewhat confused, her mind hazy and slightly tipsy, like a person walking on clouds, or perhaps wrapped in a bundle of cotton, unable to see anything clearly....
He was like a beast who had been imprisoned for a thousand years, chaotic and unrestrained after being released.
Her mind was endlessly emptying.
Her consciousness was still stuck three minutes ago when she toasted with Lie Xunjue. She was too forceful, and half the glass of red wine spilled out, flowing all over her hand.
She downed it in one gulp and then started to lick the wine off her hand, and Lie Xunjue leaned over, saying, "Let me help you!"
She had no idea how she got into the room.
