Because Lan Xiyu was drunk, he only heard the first half of the sentence and didn't catch the latter half clearly.
So when he heard Rong Shengsheng say that she would feel nauseous and want to vomit the moment he got close to her, his whole body shuddered, and he stepped back several steps, his eyes filled with confusion and helplessness, like a child who didn't know what he had done wrong, but was being accused nonetheless.
Rong Shengsheng couldn't care about that, she rushed to the bathroom and vomited first before anything else.
When she came out after she had finished vomiting, she saw Lan Xiyu standing at the door, his gaze icy cold, more terrifying than a venomous snake.
She nervously pinched her fingers, "You..."
The next second, she was tightly embraced by Lan Xiyu, and no matter how much she struggled, it was useless.
Lan Xiyu's breath was scorching hot, spraying on her neck, ticklish.
"Young Master Lan, what are you doing!!"
