His warm breath brushed past his ear, bringing with it the faint scent of lemons.

The Duan Jiayan still remembered how much Lu Xingci had drunk. Looking at him now, even if he wasn't drunk, he was definitely not sober.

The person behind him was like a ticking time bomb. The Duan Jiayan knew he couldn't move, but it was too tiring to keep looking behind him.

The Duan Jiayan slowly turned his head back, trying not to disturb Lu Xingci.

But his behavior seemed to be interpreted by Lu Xingci as a sign of escape.

Lu Xingci clasped his shoulders and hugged him tighter.

"I'm not trying to run away."

Thinking about Lu Xingci's current situation, the Duan Jiayan became hot-headed. He tried to explain to him as calmly as possible, "You don't have to do this."

Lu Xingci made a sound of agreement, but he didn't intend to let go.

The Duan Jiayan tried to talk to him, trying to divert his attention. "Can't you let go?

Aren't you tired of hugging me like this? "

"Yeah," Lu Xingci responded.

After a while, he added, "I'm not tired."

"…"

The Duan Jiayan wanted to talk to him for a while more, but Lu Xingci fell silent and buried his head in his neck.

Lu Xingci's long legs were on the ground, and he wrapped the Duan Jiayan in his arms.

It was hard to tell if this was a sign of weakness or possession, but it was a little unusual. The others couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"What's wrong with Lu Ge?

Are you not feeling well? "

"Is he drunk?"

"A little." The Duan Jiayan said to the boys, "He's recovering."

"Aye." The person lying behind him suddenly called out, as if he didn't want his attention to be distracted.

"I'm here, bro." The Duan Jiayan heard him call out to him and asked casually, "What can I do for you?"

Zhou Xingchen was drunk and looked up blankly. "Aye?

Aye? "

Lu Xingci enunciated each word clearly, "Aye."

Zhou Xingchen: "Oh, ah —"

Lu Xingci interrupted him, "Don't shout."

Zhou Xingchen: "…"

"Why is he so clingy?"

Chen Yue couldn't bear to watch. "Coach Duan, look at him. He might lock you up at home in the future."

Duan Jiayan didn't think much of it. He even put himself in Duan Jiayan's shoes and said, "It's fine. I'm just like him when I'm drunk."

When Chen Yue heard this, he said meaningfully, "Don't spoil him too much. He's not the same kind of person as you."

Lu Xingci clicked his tongue in annoyance when he saw that Chen Yue was still trying to sow discord between him and the Duan Jiayan.

The boy's dark eyes looked straight at her, and the emotions in his eyes could not be clearer.

Could you scram?

"Okay, I understand."

Chen Yue was looking at him with disdain. She smiled and nodded. "I'll scram, Mr. Lu. My mom is also urging me to scram."

Chen Yue wasn't the only one. It was already past midnight, and everyone else had received calls from home one after another.

Song Yi had just sent a message. She turned her head to look at the Duan Jiayan.

"Xiao Duan," Song Yi called out to him. "Let's go back together?"

Lu Xingci was already fine.

Duan Jiayan was about to get up when his wrist was grabbed.

Before he could ask Lu Xingci what he wanted to do, he was forcefully pulled back.

He was caught off guard and his whole body fell on Lu Xingci.

The latter opened his arms and hugged him. Because of his weight, Lu Xingci's back was pressed against the sofa, and he couldn't help but groan softly.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Song Yi was stunned.