Yan Qingsi scoffed. "You're speaking as if you barely kissed me."
Yue Tingfeng always had access to her room in the hotel as it was easy to buy them off.
Yue Tingfeng lowered his head and bit Yan Qingsi on her lip. "Could he match me? Who does he think he is, an old man, and he even kissed you… hmph… I'll finish him."
Yue Tingfeng's body stank of alcohol. Yan Qingsi did not know how much he had, it was as if he marinated himself in alcohol for a few days.
Yan Qingsi pushed him. "Why didn't you just drink and pass out with your uncle outside. Get off."
Yue Tingfeng scoffed. "No, I'm not getting off, I'm doing you."
Yan Qingsi thought to herself, 'Damn, is he actually drunk? He answered pretty swiftly.'
Yan Qingsi said through gritted teeth, "Go away, this is my room, you should sleep on the streets if you don't have money, don't come on my bed."