For a long time, she didn't wait for his answer.

Ye Jiaqi knew it well, and she had known it for a long time.

She sneered indifferently: "Mr. Qiao, I am not a toy. I can come and go when you call me. Please respect me in your heart and I will thank you."

"You still don't listen to what I say, right?" Josnian's tone did not change.

If there was light at this time, Ye Jiaqi would definitely be able to see his gloomy face, just like he had countless times before.

"Marry me, and I will listen if you marry me." Ye Jiaqi chuckled, his voice full of innocence and arrogance, but hiding deep helplessness.

"Just give up."

"Ha..." Ye Jiaqi closed his eyes and listened silently to the beating sound in the center of his chest.

She gave up... She had given up long ago, didn't she?

Ye Jiaqi said no more, and even his breathing was unusually calm.

For a long time, the only sound in the quiet suite was Josnian's breathing, and Ye Jiaqi was as if he didn't exist.

She didn't speak, and he didn't speak again.

He was still pressed against her body, the material of his shirt rubbing against her body.

Several times, the button rubbed her skin, and she frowned in pain, but Josnian had no intention of leaving.

She should probably be lucky that there was no light.

If the light was on, she would be so embarrassed and look down on herself.

Josnian smelled of alcohol and perfume. These smells mixed together and went straight to her nose, making her frown in discomfort.

What she liked was the clean, calm and reserved Josnian from before, but that Josnian... had long since sunk in the boundless river.

He is Evan, not Josnian, nor Master Qiao from the capital, nor the young man she once thought of.

I don't know if Josnian was too drunk, but his hand gradually loosened, and he lay on Ye Jiaqi's body, pressing her against the door panel.

He lay on her shoulder, and his hot breath fell on her delicate neck.

"Get up." Ye Jiaqi said solemnly.

"Don't move." After a long time, Josnian's voice lowered, as if he was talking to Ye Jiaqi or talking in his sleep, "Where is your sobering tea? I drank too much.

Headache... hangover tea..."

His voice was very soft, no longer as powerful as it was at the beginning, and even mixed with pain.

"I don't have sobering tea. Even if I did, I wouldn't give it to you." Ye Jiaqi said calmly, "If you don't leave, I will."

As soon as Ye Jiaqi finished speaking, before Ye Jiaqi could stand up straight, Josnian put his hand on her waist to prevent her from moving.

Waves of nausea came over him. Josnian couldn't stand it anymore and frowned.

He pressed her waist tightly and didn't say a word, just lying on her shoulder.

When she was lying on her stomach, she became impatient. His lips searched for her earlobe and kissed her.

He knew it was one of her most sensitive areas.

Sure enough, when he kissed her, Ye Jiaqi shuddered and trembled all over.

His body pressed against hers.

After kissing him, he stopped and did not continue.

"Josnian, let go!"

His big hands held her waist, and he fell on top of her, his breathing gradually becoming steady.

"I don't know how much I drank. My drinking ability is getting worse and worse. I used to drink no matter how much I drank during social events without getting drunk. Sometimes I couldn't sleep well at night. I often didn't go to bed until two or three o'clock, or five or six o'clock.
Chapter completed!