"You're drunk."
Huo Yanxing stared at the woman in his arms. Lu Qingyuan's cheeks were flushed with a rosy tint, and under the hazy haze of intoxication, she looked all the more alluring.
She just cozied lazily into his arms, eyes closed, her bright red lips muttering endlessly to herself as she babbled about who-knows-what.
Chapter 62