Ji Yao had his head lowered most of the time and he didn't realise what was happening on the other side of the table until it was too late. In his defence, a drunk Rui Fei was much more silent than usual. He was doing a whole lot of staring and a lot less talking.
His eyes were slightly red at the corners as he stared at Ji Yao with a heated gaze. He seemed to be stuck in a trance even when he ate or drank. He subconsciously bit his lower lip with his restless leg that had kicked his uncle under the table moving slightly as though contemplating something.
Maybe it was because he was desperate for his lover's attention or the liquor had gotten into his head that he decided to go for it. Ji Yao who had his head lowered suddenly felt something soft touching his leg.
