Mo Han stared at her indecent smile and his heart sank. It's starting again.
"Why are you awake?" he asked.
Xia Qingyi merely smiled at him in a docile manner as she sat on the sofa. She was swaying left and right, as if she was going to fall on the floor. "Is there more alcohol? I want to drink!"
Mo Han supported her as he furrowed his eyebrows. He let her lean on her shoulder, "It only took a little alcohol to get you so drunk and act like this."
Xia Qingyi leaned on Mo Han's chest as her hands wrapped around Mo Han's neck. She shifted against him, "I want to drink."
Mo Han pulled her hand away, as he said impatiently, "Let me say once again, do you believe that I'd throw you out of the house tonight?"
"No." Xia Qingyi merely smiled as she did not let go.
