When he suddenly takes away the wine bottle, a disorientated Chi Xingye yells out, "What are you up to Helian Chengyan?!"
She abruptly snatches back the bottle from his hand and clutches it tightly against her chest.
Like it's her precious treasure!
With her eyes squinting in confusion, Chi Xingye points a shaky finger at him, "You--you better not... try anything with me..."
Before finishing her sentence, she collapses onto the bed's edge, unconscious or asleep, it was unclear.
Helian Chengyan rubs his forehead.
Utterly speechless.
Exactly how much has she drunk? To be this drunk!
...
Helian Chengyan's gaze rests on her.
She's wearing a light blue, deep V-neck, pearl-adorned floral dress, looking as enchanting as a fairy. Her figure is accentuated by the dress's curves, making her look like an intoxicating nymph, alluring enough to bewitch any man.
He's entranced by her.
Then suddenly, Chi Xingye's hand loosens.
