"It's too late, how about I give you a ride?"
Lin Baici was concerned. Feng Ting had drunk more than half a bottle of red wine, and judging by her state, she was somewhat intoxicated.
"No, no, I can go by myself!"
Feng Ting stood up, her upper body slightly leaning back, as she stretched lazily.
The thin base shirt couldn't suppress her curves at all, revealing them in this posture.
But Lin Baici didn't even glance.
"Could you hand me my coat?"
Feng Ting reached out her hand.
Lin Baici picked up the coat from the sofa and handed it to Feng Ting. "Are you sure you'll be alright?"
"Yeah!"
Feng Ting shuffled in her slippers, wobbling as she headed towards the entrance.
Lin Baici casually supported her arm.
"I'm fine, you don't need to hold me!"
Feng Ting pushed Lin Baici away, walked to the shoe cabinet, put on her high heels, then leaned against the wall to rest.
She wasn't very drunk, just reluctant to leave this cozy big villa.
