This side, Ji Yao arrived at the restroom and immediately leaned over the sink, dry heaving.
"Ji Yao, how are you doing? Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital to check?"
Ji Yao retched for a while but nothing came out. She hadn't eaten much just now; it was only because she had drunk too much alcohol that her stomach was a bit upset.
Upon hearing Lu Jincheng's words, she reflexively waved her hand.
"No need, Lu Jincheng, I'm fine, it's just that the alcohol feels uncomfortable in my throat. I'll just rest here a bit, and I'll be alright soon."
Now that the effects of the alcohol were taking over, a faint blush spread across her pale face, and having just vomited, her eyes brimmed with tears, her beautiful pupils shimmering moistly, presenting a dreamy, rippling appeal.
Lu Jincheng was taken aback and laughed to himself, somewhat helplessly covering her eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Ji Yao didn't move his hand away but looked puzzled, tilting her head to ask.
