Su Yu lifted her horizontally, carried her out of the pavilion step by step, and disappeared into the night.
A late-night breeze swept past, and Bibi Dong shrank back before reaching out to embrace Su Yu.
Su Yu's footsteps paused.
Looking down, he saw Bibi Dong rub herself against him in his arms, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, squeezing a little too hard.
"Cold?"
The person in his arms did not answer. She only buried her face deeper, her nose pressed against the hollow of his neck. Her alcohol-laced breath brushed over his skin, making it itch slightly.
Su Yu smiled helplessly, freeing one hand to support her back as he quickened his pace toward his quarters.
When he reached the door, he carefully pushed open the half-closed door with his elbow.
The moment he crossed the threshold, the person in his arms suddenly let out a whimper, and the arms around his neck tightened again.
"Don't jostle me..."
Bibi Dong's voice was indistinct, thick with drunkenness.
"Jostle me again... and I'll throw up all over you..."
Su Yu's movements instantly froze, leaving him caught between laughter and tears.
The drunken words made his temples throb. He hurriedly lightened his movements and practically held his breath as he placed her on the bed.
Just as he was about to straighten up, his sleeve was suddenly clutched tightly.
"Don't go..."
Her eyes were closed, and her brows were faintly furrowed, as though she were having an uneasy dream.
"They all lied to me... Will you lie to me too?"
Su Yu bent down.
Bibi Dong's sharp features had shed all their usual defenses at that moment, leaving her so vulnerable that his heart softened.
He reached out and gently brushed aside the hair from her forehead. The warmth of