Lance took a bite of Yvette's lips and then released her.
"Hiss..."
Yvette touched her lips.
Yvette was fine, but her lips looked swollen.
They were red and looked even more attractive.
"You... What are you doing?"
She was so drunk that her voice sounded soft. She didn't seem to be angry, but she looked more like acting cute.
In order not to fall down, she put her hands around his waist.
"Why did you sneak out of the hospital? Did the doctor agree with it?" Yvette asked again.
"You left me in the hospital. And you came to drink with someone else. How can you do that?" Lance said, narrowing his eyes.
"They are all my colleagues," Yvette retorted.
Lance pinched the tip of her small nose and snorted, "If I didn't come to pick you up, you would have gone with them."
"I won't..."
She burped. The taste was sweet, and there was also a hint of milk smell.
In short, it was sweet.
