Ou Jue directly carried the already drunk Xiyan towards the guest room of the villa.
An Ran was a lightweight, she didn't drink alcohol, just sipped a few cocktails, not drunk, but her face was flushed.
Ji Yanche and Ruge were playing around on the side.
As soon as she raised her head, Chi Cheng was sitting right in front of her, their eyes met, half-smiling.
Hurriedly shifting her gaze, An Ran got up, "I'm going to the restroom."
She left in big steps, trying to calm her heartbeat.
Just as she reached the sink, her wrist was suddenly grasped by someone.
An Ran was startled, turned her head, meeting the extraordinarily handsome face of Chi Cheng.
"Why are you avoiding me?"
He asked directly, his gaze intense.
A bit flustered at heart, An Ran instinctively denied, "I'm not..."
Chi Cheng looked at her for a moment, chuckled slightly, "An Xiaoran, you're not good at lying."
"I really am not..." An Ran tried to shake off his hand.
Feeling a bit guilty.
