Lu Wanwan was also somewhat worried. Getting into a taxi in such a dazed state, she didn't know what to do if something happened, "Okay... then, I'm really troubling you."
She didn't coyly refuse the jacket draped over her; she simply tried as much as possible not to let him touch her.
Just now, when the night breeze had blown over her, she felt considerably more sober. But the moment she took a step, she stumbled again, moving as if tracing the character for eight, and everything she saw doubled. She nearly toppled headfirst.
"You still can't manage on your own," Yi Cheng immediately extended his hand to lift her by the elbow, "Or... let me carry you on my back first. Look, there's still some distance to street over there to hail a cab."
Lu Wanwan waved her hand, instinctively unwilling to have overly intimate contact with the opposite sex, even just for drunken assistance.
"Fine, then just help me a bit, and we'll walk to the roadside, how does that sound? Can you walk?"
