Xiao Yeyang was stunned for a moment, but then the corners of his mouth curled up again.
Watching Daohua, who became even more charming and enticing under the influence of alcohol, Xiao Yeyang sniffed the scent of alcohol on her body and said in a hoarse voice, "Yan Yiyi, you're playing with fire!"
Daohua looked displeased and stretched her hand to rub Xiao Yeyang's face, "Who's playing with fire? I want to see the photo album. Bring it out, or else, watch out—I won't be polite."
Seeing the fierce Daohua, realizing she might be drunk, Xiao Yeyang casually leaned against the wall and asked with a smile, "How will you be 'not polite'?"
Daohua, seeing Xiao Yeyang so arrogant, paused, then tiptoed to kiss his lips quickly before stepping back, "How about that, scared now?"
Watching Daohua acting like a bully, Xiao Yeyang couldn't help but laugh inwardly, yet he said, "Yes, I'm so scared."