Ji Chicheng supported Qi Helian, walking a twisted path towards the room.
As they entered, Ji Chicheng used his foot to fiercely close the door, leaving Ji Anning outside.
The two were evenly matched in height and weight, and since he hadn't fully recovered yet, dragging Qi Helian was quite strenuous.
After much effort, they reached the bedside, and he immediately let go, ready to push Qi Helian onto the bed.
Unexpectedly, Qi Helian suddenly grabbed his wrist, pulling him down as well, coincidentally pinning him beneath.
Ji Chicheng looked down, Qi Helian's face was incredibly close, his breath thick with the smell of alcohol. Ji Chicheng frowned in disgust, trying to get up immediately.
But Qi Helian reached out, wrapping his arms around his neck, laughing, "Let's sleep together."
As he said this, he suddenly flipped over, pressing Ji Chicheng beneath him.
Sleep together? What's this kid thinking? Could he be thinking about Anning?
