Cui Hao looked pitiable as he said, "Exactly! You were hugging and kissing all over the place when you were drunk, and you just pounced on me..."
The man pointed at the red marks on his own neck, "Look, these are all left by you!!"
Seeing the woman's face filled with shock, he pretended to undo his shirt buttons, "My back is scratched by you too, do you want to see?"
"Don't—" Lai Yuqi shouted, as she thrust her hands into her hair and vigorously rubbed a few times.
Oh no, she had drunk too much last night, and she did remember competing with Cui Hao for the wine glass and bottle, then Cui Hao carrying her to the bedroom, where, in a moment of madness, she had clung onto Cui Hao and they had both fallen down, shouting about breaking off her engagement with An Yiran...
After that, she couldn't remember a thing!
Could it really be that she had lost control after drinking, and her primal instincts took over, throwing herself at Cui Hao?
