Li Jun held Zong Yue's head and lifted his gaze to suckle her lips, "Good, when I have time, I'll call you. Next time you don't feel well, you must tell me promptly."
Zong Yue held her breath, her heartbeat out of rhythm.
Perhaps it was the alcohol that made people more sentimental, as Li Jun was gentler tonight than ever.
Zong Yue's eyes flickered as she turned her face away, chiding, "Stop kissing, you smell like alcohol."
Li Jun looked at her twinkling eyes, a thought crossing his mind, and sat up, "I'll go take a bath."
"Can you manage?" Zong Yue frowned worriedly, "Why don't I just wipe you down, it's all the same if you bathe tomorrow morning."
Li Jun's brows relaxed, and he got out of bed, pulling Zong Yue towards the bathroom, "Then you help me wipe."
Zong Yue: "?"
In a blink, the two disappeared at the bathroom door, and faintly, Zong Yue's light cries could be heard, "Slow down, be careful of the slippery floor, don't... mmm."
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