Shi Guang hugged him at the waist and giggled, "Deary hubby, who do you think you are then?"
Even though her brain had lapsed for that moment when she had opened the door such that she asked out who he was looking for initially, the way he hugged her was enough for her to tell who this was without even looking at him—someone dear to her heart.
Lu Yanchen raised his brows and asked deeply, "You opened the door straight without checking who it was when you're drunk. What if it was not me?"
"I'll bash the person so badly he'll be picking his teeth up from the ground then," She pecked him on the lips. "I'm not as weak as you think I am, Lu Yanchen."
Lu Yanchen's gaze softened as he fondled her lips with his fingers. "Haven't I told you repeatedly that you're not to get drunk?"