A wise saying goes: Don't argue with fools, don't take drunken people too seriously.
Someone was lying on the bed like a master, watching Yuan Yumeng struggle to climb up, kneeling at his feet, her small hands first helping him untie his shoelaces—
One shoe, then the other.
After taking off his shoes, she felt completely exhausted, so she casually threw the shoes under the bed. Just as she was about to climb down, she noticed the man pouting again, like someone had taken his lollipop.
Oh come on, seriously?
Huo Junting acts like a child when he's drunk.
No drunken antics, no noise, just being clingy?
Yuan Yumeng crawled over on her knees, reached out and touched his forehead, "What's the matter this time?"
Could he please stop looking at her like that!
The man reached out and grabbed her pajamas, pulling her into his arms with a tug, "Come on, let's sleep together."
"S-sleep together?" Yuan Yumeng was dumbfounded.
