"Why did you drink so much?" A low growl erupted out of Ezriel's throat as soon as he lowered her to the ground. He supported her wobbling body with his arm snarled around her waist while his eyes bore holes into her face.
Eve pursed her lips and acted as though she did not hear his question, she tugged her dress and fanned her face.
"You are so noisy…" she mumbled and attempted to push him away but her hand missed.
"I am noisy, huh?" He queried and pinched her rosy cheeks. His fingers pushed her face closer to his.
Eve's lashes fluttered, it was like the wings of a butterfly preparing to take flight and her eyes peered open fully. Because of his hand on her face, her face appeared squeezed and she glared at him in displeasure. Her misty eyes looked as though she was being bullied by him.
"Take your hand away, you are going to make me ugly!" She blurted out in a sluggish voice as she smacked his hands off her face.
