After a few glasses of hard liquor.
Yun Xiaoran's head was spinning.
He looked up at Shen Jin, feeling the world whirl around him. In front of him, she was leaning closer with a half-full glass, urging him to keep drinking.
A faint smile crossed her lips. Through his drunken haze, she looked beautiful and intoxicating, gorgeous and glamorous. The wine swayed before him, its purple swirls looking especially lovely under the dim yellow light.
Even the glass within easy reach had split into two or three.
He was drunk.
"I can't do this anymore. Let's call it a night. I really can't drink another drop. I'm drunk."
Yun Xiaoran's face was flushed from the alcohol.
He wore a slightly foolish smile, the usual sharpness in his eyes gradually softening. Looking at the seductive, alluring Shen Jin before him, he hurriedly waved his hand in refusal.
"I really can't drink any more tonight. You and Sister Hua keep having fun. I'm going back to my room."
Yun Xiaoran wasn't joking. He had already drunk more than enough hard liquor, and only a few scraps of awareness were keeping him seated there.
He was also afraid he might do something beyond his control once drunk. Although he wasn't an unruly drunk, he had already pushed himself to his absolute limit.
But...
How could they possibly let Yun Xiaoran leave?
Shen Jin was smiling, her starry eyes never leaving him.
She had already drunk almost an entire bottle, all to wait for this moment. Only when Yun Xiaoran was drunk could she get him to say things he normally wouldn't.
Although Shen Jin was a little tipsy herself, her mind was still perfectly clear compared with his, and she knew exactly what she was doing.
Still, some tipsy people said that once