Xu Yuanfei reached out to touch his forehead. How can his hangover be so bad?
When her cold fingertips landed on his forehead, he frowned slightly and raised his hand to grab her wrist, firmly locking her hand on his forehead.
She exerted a little force and tried to break free.
At this moment, Jing Hanchuan slowly opened his eyes. "You're here…"
His voice was hoarse, but it still sounded fatal.
"Yeah."
"You're leaving?" His eyes were very red, and his voice was very soft.
Xu Yuanfei was speechless for a moment. Her heart softened, and she no longer thought about leaving. "How much did you drink tonight?"
"Just a little."
"I'll go buy you some hangover medicine…" Xu Yuanfei shook her arm, signaling him to let go.
But Jing Hanchuan tightened his grip even more. He looked at her dark gray eyes. His fingers were hot, and the scorching heat wrapped tightly around her wrist.