Her face was so red it seemed she could bleed, and inside her chest a live rabbit thumped and bounded, sending her into a daze. This drunken jerk...
Her mouth was dry, and she hastily covered her eyes.
There was no movement in the bathtub for a long time. She opened her eyes and peeked through her fingers, saw him sitting in the water sulking, with the towel fallen outside the tub. She turned around and brought back a dry towel.
"Get up."
Leng Youchen looked up at her with a captivating gaze, too lazy to move.
Wei Anning had no way to reason with a drunkard. She reached out to drain the tub, then wrapped him in a towel and murmured softly, "I'll help you out, I must have owed you in a past life."
Leng Youchen placed his hand on her extended wrist and stood up with her help, the alcohol's effects surged again, his stomach churning uncomfortably.
