Seeing the light, Ji Yan squinted his eyes and looked up in a daze. He stood in the darkness, looking cold and unpredictable. His dark eyes seemed to be able to absorb all light, making them look even darker and deeper. Because of the alcohol, Ji Yan's face was paler than usual, but his eyes were slightly red. When he looked straight at her, Qiao Xi's face turned red and her heart raced. Her fingers curled up uncontrollably. An indescribable desire surged in her heart, making her tremble.
"Are you drunk?" She carefully went downstairs and stood in front of Ji Yan. She looked up at him. He was really tall, and just standing there gave off a strong sense of oppression. His body had a nice cold fragrance with a hint of bitterness. Mixed with the rich wine fragrance, it smelled even more intoxicating. When he looked down, he was like a god standing in the clouds. Qiao Xi could hear her heart beating rapidly, like loud drum beats.
