The night rain continued to fall around them. The handsome young master's face was inches away, and the waist in Daoist Xuanji's arms emitted a warmth that made her feel comfortable.
"…"
Daoist Xuanji blinked. Her originally red face didn't change much, but there was still a hint of embarrassment in her eyes. It was as if she had suddenly been seen by an acquaintance when she was drunk alone.
Ye Jingtang waited for a moment. Feeling that there was no movement behind him, he raised his hand and waved it in front of Daoist Xuanji. "Are you awake?"
Daoist Xuanji's drunkenness subsided slightly, but the effects of the medicine didn't dissipate. In order to prevent this handsome constable from seeing that she had been drugged, she took advantage of her current position to strike first and tapped Ye Jingtang's chest twice.
Tap, tap~
Ye Jingtang's limbs immediately went limp, and he said in bafflement, "Miss Shui'er, what are you doing now?"
