No, she absolutely couldn't let that kind of thing happen...
"Xiaonuan..." Suddenly, a warm breath brushed against her ear, and he asked in a deep voice, "Why did you drink so much today?"
"..." Xia Xiaonuan blushed.
"Hmm?" He lightly stretched out a hand, lifting her chin, his strikingly handsome face carrying a hint of allure, yet also seemed to bear a hint of warning.
His pupils became deep and shadowy.
Xiaonuan mumbled, "I... I don't know either, there were a lot of people, got happy, and then drank too much... ah..."
She let out a soft cry, reaching up to cover her own ear.
"It hurts... " Nangong Yaoling's saliva still stuck to her earlobe.
She frowned and glared at him, wanting to push him away in dissatisfaction.
The man, however, held her waist tightly with his large hand, not allowing her to escape.
"Trying to brush me off with such a lousy excuse? Do you think your husband is an idiot?"
Xiaonuan reached out, rubbing her forehead, "My head hurts so much..."
