Ji Yang felt uneasy when he saw the woman standing there, not knowing what she intended to do. All he could do was watch her warily.
Of course, pretending to be drunk needed to look convincing, and Ji Yang didn't particularly wish to sober up without good reason.
Liu Qiushui had been standing there for quite some time when suddenly, she clenched her teeth and approached Ji Yang near the bed.
At that moment, Ji Yang was somewhat confused; he could smell the fragrance emanating from Liu Qiushui.
The fragrance from her body was pleasant, subtly elegant.
Listening for any sound from outside, Ji Yang heard no one.
Ji Yang was also puzzled—what was Gao Changjun doing? He was supposed to be guarding outside but someone had deceived him.
What Ji Yang didn't know was that his body was in an unusual state; even if the enemy had burned a bewildering fragrance, it didn't affect him.
