She finally returned.
His ink-dark pupils gazed at her face, radiating a light not seen for a long time.
Nan Yuling stared at her face for a long while before suddenly speaking.
"Don't ever leave again," he said.
...
Listening to his domineering words, Su Xingyue couldn't help but feel somewhat helpless.
This man, even when drunk, remained so imperious.
She had always thought his dominance was detestable, leaving her with no recourse.
Yet at this moment, the way he looked at her caused her heart to tremble, and she found herself at a loss for words.
She couldn't even bring herself to say anything to reject him.
"Nan Yuling, you're drunk. Go to sleep for a while..." she said, pushing him gently, as if to remind him.
She thought he must be so drunk that he was looking at her with that deeply affectionate gaze that made her heart quiver.
"I'm not drunk!" he denied, not only maintaining his hold but drawing her even closer.