Beijing.
"Young miss, we have reached the address," The driver said.
Zizi craned her neck and took a look at Yunru's home. She nodded. "Okay."
By that time, heavy downpour began in Beijing too as the entire city was enveloped with thundering clouds, violently clashing against each other.
"Young Miss. Please stay inside. I will take him home. You don't have to take the trouble."
Zizi cleared her throat. "It's okay. I can handle him. I will take him inside. You hold the umbrella."
"Mhmmm…hehe...hehehe..." Yunru giggled as he played with Zizi's hair. "Whoosh! There you take the flight!"
"..."
He suddenly waved his hand. "I will bring justice in this world!"
Zizi sighed. He was hopelessly drunk. With the help of the driver, Zizi took him out of the car. His arm was wrapped around her neck and she felt crushed under his pressure.
S-so heavy! Gosh, he looks so lean, but is actually so heavy!
