He returned home quite late.
Shen Mo opened the door, the light was on in the living room.
A candle was placed on the coffee table. It was burnt to the end, and the flame was like a small monster tethered by the wick, jumping incessantly but unable to escape.
Bai Youwei was sitting on the sofa, dressed in a white nightgown with her black hair loose. She coldly stared at Shen Mo, then she hummed lightly and said, "Well, you remembered to return home?"
The corner of Shen Mo's mouth curled into a smile.
Bai Youwei was indignant, "What are you smiling for!"
As Shen Mo approached, a wave of alcohol entered her nostrils, making her even more angry: "You've been drinking!"
Shen Mo sat down, casually lifted her onto his lap, hugged her, and smiled lightly, "Hmm, had a little."
Bai Youwei:"....."
The sudden intimacy made her uncomfortable. She couldn't help but stare at Shen Mo's eyes, doubting whether he was... drunk?
Some people tend to cross the line when they're drunk.
