The scent of alcohol wafted around the tip of his nose.
There was also a faint fragrance of a young lady.
The soft touch was accompanied by a heat that was influenced by alcohol.
Lu Jingye narrowed his eyes and concealed the darkening in the depths of them. He clenched and loosened his hands, before he finally grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away from himself. In the harshest tone he could muster, he said, "Don't mess around."
Zi Yi looked at him with her beautiful eyes. She suddenly realized that the tip of his ears were red and she smiled.
"Lu Jingye, your ears are red."
Lu Jingye's expression finally broke down. He released his grip and covered her eyes with his hands.
Two seconds later, he let go of the somewhat drunk Zi Yi and turned to leave.
Zi Yi subconsciously pulled his clothes and put on a pitiful expression. "Lu Jingye, you're not going to take care of me?"
