The door wasn't fully opened when the drunken girl threw herself into his arms, even startling him.
Upon closer inspection, it was Wan Danrong, already seven-tenths drunk, reeking of alcohol. Ye Chen murmured, "Who let you drink?"
Wan Danrong swayed like she was practicing drunken boxing. Before Ye Chen could shut the door to his room, she began to undress. He turned his head, startled, and asked, "Girl, what are you doing?"
"Sleeping?"
"This is my room though."
"I know, but I want to sleep in your room." Her clothes lay discarded on the ground...
"We haven't moved this fast, have we?"
By then, she was only left with her pants.
Ye Chen was so shocked he couldn't speak. He hurriedly picked up the clothes from the ground, intending to dress her, but Wan Danrong had already burrowed under the blankets.
