It's probably because some woman threw herself at him while he was drinking, so Luoxin glared at him angrily, "Don't you know it's dangerous for a single man to get drunk alone late at night?"
Xia Nuobai found something off about her words, but couldn't quite pinpoint it in his hazy state.
"Get up! You're so heavy!" Luoxin pushed him away while she had the chance.
Xia Nuobai sat there, shirtless, hair disheveled, looking somewhat pitiful.
Luoxin threw the shirt at him, "Do you want to freeze to death in this cold weather?"
Xia Nuobai glanced sideways at the shirt resting on his shoulder, ignoring it.
Luoxin didn't have time to bicker with him, quickly checking her phone, "It's too late, I'm going home!"
"Ah—" Before she could finish her sentence, she was already hoisted up.
Xia Nuobai strode into the bedroom, threw her onto the big bed, and his body followed right after, "No way."
