After placing the glass on the table, he sighed. A weird feeling started welling up inside his body. It was like a cold fire was burning his insides. He got up from the chair and walked towards his bed, throwing himself onto it.
The fire burning his insides wasn't a normal one. It was able to give the feeling of being burned and getting frozen at the same time. This cacophony of sensations overrode his senses, making him hug his pillow and bite the bedsheets.
He had to roll on his bed for some time to calm the fire that was burning him inside out. Fortunately, it didn't take long. After not more than ten minutes, the fire inside him calmed down, leaving its place to a serene freshness. Like the one that a person would feel in their mouth after eating mint chocolate.
Sighing a breath of relief, Song Lei stretched and yawned. Although the process of digesting the alcohol was really short, it felt like he had spent hours rolling on his bed.