But li beixiao grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
Ye qingge fell on his lap and her head hit his chest.
"Drunk" people had strong hands, and ye qingge had a headache.
"Li beixiao, wake up!"
Ye qingge's fingers on her right hand were in his mouth and he was holding her left wrist.
She couldn't move at all and was even sitting on him. The position was too ambiguous. It wouldn't be good if the child came out and saw her.
However, no matter how ye qingge called li beixiao, he did not respond.
Instead, he bit ye qingge's fingers, as if he was kissing them.
Ye qingge's face turned red instantly.
How could this person be so flirtatious when he was drunk?
Unable to move her left and right hands, ye qingge looked at li Beichen angrily.
Li beixiao's eyes were still half-closed, and he was still drunk.
Ye qingge was still a little worried that Mumu had eaten something wrong and her stomach was hurting badly.
