Mu Yuze realized something was off as soon as he raised his head and saw He Juan appearing from the doorway.
He could not really put his finger on it, but there was just something about the strain on He Juan's jaws, the subtle tension on He Juan's entire body and the sharp edge on He Juan's voice that sent alarm bells ringing through his mind. Even though the man treated him no differently than always, Mu Yuze just could not bring himself to shake off this weird feeling.
He thought that he could almost guess the answer when he took a tentative step closer only to be blasted with the mixed stench of booze, smoke and… something so sweet… like exquisite perfume that lingered on every inch of He Juan's body. On a closer scrutiny, he could also spot a faint pink hue across He Juan's high cheekbones, making his already gorgeous face look even more striking than usual.
Mu Yuze's heart gave a terrible lurch. "Are you… drunk?" his mouth asked before his brain could even process it.
