Just as the man's long fingers lifted the hem of her robe.
The drunkenness suddenly surged.
A mountainous and overwhelming heaviness, as if pulling him into a chaotic world in an instant...
Zuzi looked at the man on top of her, motionless.
She drank down the wine from the bottle in one go, licked her lips, "Hmm, Xiao Chenger, are you drunk? This is the Drunken Immortal Wine, I told you, no one can not get drunk from it, not even an immortal..."
Her cheeks flushed with a light pink, lips curled in a smile as she looked at the man's hand still clutching her skirt, "Afraid I'll get cold?"
She nimbly slipped out from under him, turned him over, found a comfortable position lying in his arms, and casually grabbed a wisp of cloud, covering the two of them.
Without Bao Gucheng speaking with her, the whole starry sky fell silent, everything was quiet.
