"If you can't handle your liquor, why try to be a hero?" A familiar, deep voice sounded in her ear, laced with a hint of mockery.
Shen Xiaonian struggled to focus her gaze, but all she could see was the taut line of Gu Yan's jaw. Subconsciously, she nuzzled into his warm embrace, catching a faint, elusive scent of cedarwood.
Gu Yan’s body stiffened visibly for a split second before he said coldly, "Stand up."
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