Although she had just experienced some unpleasantness, Xia Siyu had also consumed quite a bit of alcohol. Her tolerance for alcohol was poor, and as the alcohol's effects increased and she was someone who could fall asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, she quickly drifted into dreamland after lying down.
After she rested, the entire villa slept soundly, and everything quieted down. Then, Bo Yan, who had remained lying motionless, slowly opened his eyes.
Today, he certainly had not been drunk. He was not someone who could drink a thousand cups without falling, but a mere two cocktails were not enough to confuse him.
It was intentional.
He just wanted to kiss her.
