It had been a long time since Ning Xia had seen such a look in his eyes, leaving her slightly dazed.
The man's icy voice followed, "Get up!"
His tone carried his habitual impatience and disgust.
Ning Xia blinked, her consciousness returning. She stared at Bo Siyan for a few seconds and, instead of moving away from his embrace, she raised her hands to wrap them around his neck.
To his surprise, Bo Siyan's brows furrowed deeply, and his gaze darkened. His thin lips slightly parted, as if he was about to say something, but Ning Xia spoke first, "I'm drunk, can you take me home?"
"Huh."
Not only bold but also presumptuous.
Other women, even if they tried to seduce him, wouldn't dare to come close so casually. This woman, on the other hand, had pretended to fall into his arms and was now taking the opportunity to make a request?
Bo Siyan, with no compassion for her, pushed her away heartlessly then turned expressionlessly and walked towards his car.
