Xue Feifei was startled for a moment; she had just woken up, with no memory of what had happened the previous night. Her alcohol tolerance was poor to begin with, and drinking often led to blackouts. Combined with the addition of something else in her drink, she had awakened with no recollection of what had occurred or the danger of the conspiracy she had nearly fallen into.
Just having woken up and still hungover, she indeed felt quite miserable. Although her relationship with Yu Sixing had improved—they were, after all, boyfriend and girlfriend, and she didn't oppose him—she was clearly uncomfortable now. Therefore, she still extended her hand, gently pressing it against his shoulder as a sign of refusal.
However, Yu Sixing was taken aback by her slight movement, a flicker of light passing through his eyes, shadowed with ambiguity.
Afterward, the corners of his lips curved into a slight, self-deprecating smile. He didn't stop but continued instead.