The night fell silently, the evening breeze teasing the pointed edge of the moon. Xu Si's hair had grown too long, resting on the fluffy, soft pillow. Her delicate and fair legs were curled up beneath the covers, and she slept quietly. The air occasionally rippled, brushing the stray locks on her forehead, resembling a painting of a serene beauty.
She slept hazily through the night. Xu Si woke up with a splitting headache. Trembling, she raised her hand before opening her eyes and rubbed their sore corners. Propping herself up, the blanket slid to her thighs.
The surging heat in her stomach made her uncomfortable, and there was a bit of a painful sting on her lips.
Recalling the events of yesterday, Xu Si admitted that having drunk less these past two years, her alcohol tolerance had indeed decreased somewhat.
She had thought that with Anshi by her side, everything would be fail-safe; even if she were utterly drunk, Anshi and the bodyguards could escort her away safely.
