Su Ze kept pouring drink after drink for Lu Chenyuan, and Lu Chenyuan drank quite a bit.
On the way back, the cold wind incessantly burrowed into their clothes, and Lin Yan hugged her shoulders, shivering with cold.
"Is it very cold?" Lu Chenyuan's scent of alcohol hadn't dissipated as he leaned over, his lips almost touching her face, the wind was somewhat strong, making it hard to hear what Lin Yan was saying.
Lin Yan didn't dodge, instead, she moved her face closer, and Lu Chenyuan's lips just happened to kiss her cheek.
Her face turned red, as if she had taken a sip of strong liquor.
Lu Chenyuan paused, his thumb rubbing against Lin Yan's cheek that was hot to the touch, and he sighed.
Lu Chenyuan's hand was ice cold. Lin Yan stared at his hand, with its distinct knuckles and long fingers, this hand had wrapped around her waist just this morning.
She clearly hadn't drunk any alcohol, but her body was inexplicably burning up.
