Moreover, late at night , drinking so much alcohol is also bad for the body.
Jian Anning immediately approached, "Zexiao, stop drinking, and go back to rest early."
Yu Zexiao squinted at her, didn’t say a word, just tipped the bottle back to take another drink, and then, he passed her a bottle too, "If you want me to go back, you drink too! If you don’t drink, I won’t leave."
This guy, is he really that drunk? Jian Anning was speechless, without another word, she went up and snatched the bottle from him, "Have you caused enough trouble? We can go back to rest now... Ah! ——"
Before she could finish her sentence, she was suddenly pushed backward by Yu Zexiao, her body involuntarily retreating several steps, her back hitting the railing!
She was startled; the railing was quite high but only reached her mid-back. Her upper body was pushed so forcefully backward that she almost hung in mid-air. Yu Zexiao’s push was very fast and strong, causing a sharp pain in her back. The bottle of wine she was holding flew out in a parabola, without exception, and with a "plop," it landed in the sea.
The whooshing sea breeze blew from behind her, lifting her hair; instinctively, she reached out, trying to grasp something to maintain her balance, hooking her arm around Yu Zexiao’s neck, her heart suddenly leaping to her throat!
"Yu Zexiao, what are you doing!" She was genuinely scared; this was not a joke! If Yu Zexiao had used a bit more force, she would have been knocked into the sea!
Yu Zexiao quickly closed in on her. He only felt his neck encircled by a pair of slender, smooth arms, his whole body uncontrollably gravitating toward her.
Her body was soft and fragrant, with enticing curves. Ling Yichuan hadn’t lied; Jian Anning’s body was measured by his own hands, inch by inch. Although she didn’t have the explosive figure of European and American hotties, it was exceptionally well-proportioned. Her 34C bust, now tightly pressed against his chest due to fright, beating wildly, instantaneously provoked the dormant impulse at the bottom of his heart to leap forth!
Yu Zexiao looked at her through bleary, drunken eyes. Under the canopy of the sky, only moonlight poured over her like milk, casting a silver-white veil all around her. Her calm eyes blurred with fright, like the shimmer of rippling lake water. And the slight upward flick of her eyeliner just accentuated the color of her eyes. Those eyes—seductive yet innocent, with a hint of allure that evoked compassion—fluttered her lashes at him, making his heartbeat jump with their trembling!
His gaze drifted downward, landing on her slightly swollen red lips from their previous kiss. Yu Zexiao couldn’t bear it any longer, his Adam’s apple bobbing, he struggled to swallow.
Parting his lips, his voice somewhat hoarse from the alcohol, Yu Zexiao’s eyes steadfastly stared at Jian Anning, "Are you, are you deliberately trying to seduce me, huh?"
"What?" Jian Anning was dumbfounded. Was this guy drunk from too much drinking? She was deliberately trying to seduce him? — What a joke!
Before she could even speak, Yu Zexiao dangerously drew closer. Hot breath, tinged with a hint of alcohol, wafted on her cheek...