Listening to her constantly uttering his name, an inexplicable dull ache lingered at his chest, refusing to dissipate.
Li Mochan reached out to grab her, and Ye Jiuliang, staggering, crashed into his embrace.
Her forehead knocked against his jaw, causing her to wince and grimace in pain.
Li Mochan looked down at her slightly reddened forehead, his hard voice carrying an unintended tenderness, "Stop fooling around, it's time to go back."
Breaking free from his grasp, Ye Jiuliang mumbled to herself, "My phone, where is my phone?"
Wei Nan walked over, standing beside Gu Xinuo.
Looking at Ye Jiuliang, who was drunk and incoherent, he curiously asked, "How much has madam had to drink?"
"Those on the ground, see for yourself," Gu Xinuo said with a slight lift of his chin, gesturing.
Seeing the sea just a few steps away from her, Li Mochan stretched his hand out again to pull her back, holding her close to his chest, "You're already drunk, why do you need your phone?"
