"I'm not going! Why should I go to her room? I want to be in your room!" Ou Shaoheng pushed Xia Zhisu's hand away, staggering to her bedside, and sat down, "I want to sleep in your bed... I want to sleep with you, Xia Zhisu!"
Xia Zhisu was utterly stunned and ran forward, "Ou Shaoheng! If Danny hears you talking like this... Ah!"
With one arm, Ou Shaoheng embraced Xia Zhisu's waist and directly pulled her over.
He lay on the bed, his hand holding her waist.
Xia Zhisu, careful not to press on her stomach, propped herself with one hand on the bed, suspending herself above Ou Shaoheng.
His body reeked of alcohol, and his breath carried the scent of liquor.
He was face to face with her.
