As the fruit wine was soft and sweet, Mu Yangling couldn't help but drink too much. No matter how low the alcohol content was, it was still alcohol. Besides, Mu Yangling had never drunk much alcohol in this life. Although she wasn't drunk, she let Qi Haoran carry her back to her room in a daze.
Qi Haoran chuckled and kissed Mu Yangling's face. He said smugly, "Who asked you not to let me get into bed."
Mu Yangling stared at Qi Haoran in a daze for a while before suddenly turning around and rolling into the blanket. Then, she pulled the thin blanket over herself and fell asleep obediently.
Qi Haoran's jaw dropped. Was it over just like that?
He pressed down on Mu Yangling indignantly and kissed her carelessly. "Don't sleep yet. I still have something to tell you."
Mu Yangling kicked him off in a daze and muttered, "It's dark. I'm going to sleep."
