"What's wrong?" Li Hongzhao asked lazily.
She leaned against the Vermilion Pillar, her red robe covering the undulating curves.
The two had unwittingly drunk eight jars of wine.
The slight intoxication was hazy, entering the best state.
Her jade-like face flushed with redness, adding to her beauty, the radiance dazzling.
Her sidelong glance carried a wave-like charm, captivating and enchanting.
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "Shall we stop here?"
Li Hongzhao hummed, "Is this not okay?"
Chu Zhiyuan nodded with a smile: "Drink any more and we'll truly be drunk."
"So what if we're drunk?" Li Hongzhao said, "A rare chance to get drunk, relax a little."
"Alright, let's stop here," Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile, "You have a good rest, I'll head back first."
Li Hongzhao gave him a sidelong glance and said, "Afraid Sister Chu will say something, right?"
Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand, "I'm off."
He disappeared in a flash.
