Fan Ju was now leaning against Nie Rujun's shoulder, rubbing his handsome face against hers, inhaling the faint but pleasant scent from her body, unable to suppress the turmoil in his heart.
He was drunk.
However, he wasn't so drunk that he needed to lie down; he recognized people and still retained a fraction of his sober awareness.
Knowing that Nie Rujun was pregnant, Fan Ju behaved obediently when she roughly led him to the bathroom, grumbling continuously while closely following her steps.
Click, the bathroom light turned on.
Nie Rujun directly pushed him inside, but he accidentally tripped over something, staggered, and hit his forehead against the bathroom wall with a thud.
The impact sounded quite loud.
"Fan..." Nie Rujun kicked away the trash can at her feet, feeling somewhat guilty, and walked over to support him, "Um, are you, are you alright?"
Fan Ju hissed in pain, raising his hand to touch the sore spot on his forehead. Damn, it really hurt.
