Although he reeked of alcohol and desperately wanted to take a shower, there was still a woman in the room. What if she rushed in while he was showering? Or what if she woke up when he was changing clothes afterward? It would be embarrassing enough to be seen, but if she misunderstood and thought he was trying to do something, it would be impossible to explain. Even though he clearly knew she liked him, that wasn't a justification for anything. This wasn't some TV drama, full of melodramatic scenes every day; he had no interest in such things and hated that kind of trouble.
So, with no other choice, he moved a chair and lay down uncomfortably, planning to make do for the night.
Drowsily, Chu Tian drifted off to sleep, and the room became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
