Did He Fly Into A Drunken Rage?

Huo Tingrui held himself against the wall and straightened his body slowly. He flung his head sideways before turning to look at Huo Yao. He gave her a silly smile and said, "I'm not drunk."

Huo Yao shook her head. She reached out to support him from the shoulder and replied patronizingly. "Yes, I'm the one who's drunk."

"Oh, do you drink?" asked Huo Tingrui with a silly look on his face as he leaned his head towards Huo Yao.

Huo Yao inhaled deeply and suppressed her urge to slap Huo Tingrui. She pushed his head aside and dragged him into his room.

The entire process was rather effortless.

"Wait a minute. I'll get you some water," said Huo Yao after she tossed him onto the bed.

Before long, Huo Yao came back with some dark coloured water. Huo Tingrui had already rolled off the bed onto the ground and was muttering unintelligibly.

Huo Yao pressed her forehead as her face turned dark. She yanked him back onto the bed.