Yang Chuxia walked two steps closer, and indeed, she smelled the strong alcohol on him.
"How much have you drunk?"
"I've had quite a few glasses." Ye Zi'an said, and leaned his head against her shoulder.
Yang Chuxia pinched her nose from the strong smell of alcohol and pushed him away.
Ye Zi'an grumbled discontentedly, "My lady is really delicate. What's wrong with the alcohol smell? It's not a stinky smell."
"It's the stinky smell of alcohol."
"Nonsense!" Ye Zi'an glared. After glaring, he approached Yang Chuxia again and grinned, "My lady, let me give you a kiss."
"Stay away from me, I won't let you kiss me with that stinky alcohol smell."
"My lady, dear my lady, just one kiss, only one." Seeing her about to turn around and go back to the room, Ye Zi'an hurriedly caught her.
Yang Chuxia raised her eyebrows when she heard his whining voice, "Drunk?"
"No, I'm not drunk." After saying that, he tried to hug Yang Chuxia again, "My lady, let me kiss you, please."
