The person on the other end of the phone quickly replied: "But I miss you so much, let's video chat."

Jiang Liuyi hung up the phone because he couldn't do anything about it. When he opened his social media app, he found that Chi Ya had sent him several video calls, but he hadn't answered them.

Jiang Liuyi still felt uneasy, but in the end he took the initiative to send a video call request to the other person.

Soon a girl appeared in the video. She was wearing a very sexy nightgown, her delicate and beautiful eyes were staring at the screen, her shoulders were half exposed, and the words she spoke were incredibly seductive.

"You little vixen, wait till I get back and I'll settle the score with you." Jiang Liuyi's tone was helpless, but he didn't look away, as if his previously chaotic thoughts had been shaken off.

…

"Can't sleep?" Wange noticed that the living room light was on, so she came out and saw Nan Zhi sitting in front of the French windows.

Nan Zhi raised her head slightly, her cheeks flushed. On the coffee table beside her, there was a glass of red wine that had been spilled all over the floor.

"Have you been drinking?" Wan Ge could tell from his appearance that he was definitely drunk; he was the kind of person who could get drunk after just a few sips of alcohol.

Nan Zhi did not answer her, but his beautiful eyes were still looking at her.

"What's wrong? Tell me, okay?" Wan Ge leaned down slightly, getting closer to him, and reached out to pat his head.

"You're lying to me. You've known him for a long time, you've been pursuing him, you like him." Nan Zhi's eyes were slightly red, her voice filled with grievance. She had never known that a person could be so heartbroken.

"I told you I didn't like him, but actually I never did."

"I don't believe it. Humph!" Nan Zhi let the other person hug him, resting his head on her shoulder.

"Okay, if you don't want to believe it, then don't. I'll take you back to your room, okay?" Wan Ge coaxed the person in front of her gently.

Nan Zhi didn't say anything, but Wan Ge picked him up in one go.

Nan Zhi wasn't afraid at all; he was probably really drunk and didn't think too much. Since she was willing to hug him, he let her.

…

Wan Ge carried him back to the room, placed him on the bed, covered him with a blanket, and was about to leave when Nan Zhi grabbed her hand again: "You're not allowed to leave."

Seeing the other person's coquettish expression, Wan Ge replied, "Okay, okay, I won't leave. Can you let go first?"

"I don't want to." Nan Zhi said, but instead of holding on, he tightened his grip and pulled hard, causing Wan Ge to fall directly onto the bed. Nan Zhi then hugged her tightly.

"I just can't do anything with you." Wan Ge kissed his forehead, brushed his disheveled hair with her fingertips, and finally landed on his face.

Nan Zhi grabbed her finger again and continued in a pitiful tone, "I'm prettier than him, so please don't like him anymore, okay? You like me instead."

"Okay, I don't like him, I like you... um..." Before Wan Ge could finish speaking, she was kissed.

In the end, Wan Ge responded quietly to him and gradually guided him to do things other than kissing.

…

…

When Nan Zhi woke up, he was still a little dazed and felt a bit uncomfortable in his head. He opened his eyes groggily and saw Wan Ge's beautiful golden face.

The other person looked tired, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.