Chapter 686 Cloying

• The lighting in the basement was warm and romantic, and the man in front of me was handsome. I held onto his calf with both hands and rested my head on his thigh while murmuring, "My alcohol tolerance has regressed, or maybe it's because of my poor health. I feel dizzy and can't drink with you anymore, Makur."
• "It's fine. Just stay here with me."
• I nodded lightly and closed my eyes. After a while, Shawn got up and went to the bathroom. When he returned, I climbed onto the sofa and lay where he was sitting.