Xu Shuai was stunned at first, then he turned his head. His hands grabbed Xiao Chun's shoulders, and with a slight force, he pushed her away. She refused to let him go. She struggled and wanted to continue. He could not do anything, in the end, he could only press her hard on the bed.
His body leaned on the top of her, and his breathing became even more chaotic as they tangled. He swallowed his saliva, and his Adam's apple rolled. His voice was slightly deeper. "Chunchun, stop troubling around. Just go to sleep if you're drunk. You'll be fine once you wake up."
Perhaps it was because of his words that Xiao Chun stopped moving obediently.
Xu Shuai heaved a sigh of relief secretly. Just as he was about to let go of her, he saw a bean-sized tear flowed out from the corners of her eyes and sliding down her face into her hair.
He froze instantly.
