Suxin had fallen asleep, but because she had drunk alcohol, she was restless, moving around in Chen Ziqian's arms.
"Wow, you're really heavy! If you move again, I'm going to drop you!" Chen Ziqian said, looking at the woman in his arms who was restless even in her sleep.
However, Suxin was completely unaware and instead of calming down, her movements became even bigger, as if she was about to roll off.
"Alright, alright, I won't scold you anymore, okay? Just do me a favor and stop moving!" After pressing the elevator button, the door opened, and Chen Ziqian carried her inside, all the way up to the sixteenth floor.
"Ding-dong—" At the sound of the elevator door opening, Chen Ziqian, holding Suxin, was just about to step out when "plop—" a wet sensation soaked into Chen Ziqian's skin.
"Heaven! Not again!" He looked down to find his shirt covered in a large patch of filth, with some even on his neck.
