Ye Wuge waved his hand to brush hers away and directly pulled her down next to him to lie in his arms, muttering, "Stop it, let's sleep."
Jiayin, cradled in his embrace and feeling his warmth, covered her mouth to stifle her joy and silently laughed as she closed her eyes.
His body carried the scent of another woman's perfume, which wafted into Jiayin's nose, involuntarily conjuring images of him holding another woman. She felt slightly annoyed.
Grinding her teeth, she reached out and poked his chest, her large eyes swirling around; with a hooked smile, she clumsily stripped off all of Ye Wuge's clothes.
Ye Wuge, drunk and muttering about the nuisance, waved his arms symbolically a few times before quieting down and letting Jiayin strip off his clothes.
It wasn't that his alertness was low, but having been with Yun Yi, he knew nothing dire would happen, nor would he be left with strangers, which is why he allowed himself to drink to excess.
