He was still thinking about his ex-girlfriend.
Then Qiqi drank half of her wine and fed the other half to Fu Liaoyi, and while doing so, she accidentally or perhaps inadvertently clasped the boy's wrist.
"This counts as an indirect kiss...oh so shy!"
Qiqi was somewhat tipsy, her complexion rosier and she was more bashful, her skin seemingly ready to drip water.
She leaned her dizzy head on Fu Liaoyi's shoulder and, as if it were nothing, started playing dice with her companions.
But Fu Liaoyi's body was almost stiffening.
He was partly enjoying it yet also resisting.
"Let's continue! I won't let him go to you guys! This time I must win!"
Then she lost.
"Big brother, I lost again, sob, they are going to make me drink~half for you and half for me, okay? I'm really a bit drunk~ really, really, please, I can't drink anymore."
The girl was so close, in the dim light, Qiqi's soft body was about to collapse on Fu Liaoyi.
