The drunk kiss made Arno frown slightly. He raised his hand and gently pressed Vivian's shoulder, but the latter took one step forward in advance and leaned on Arno with her arms around him.
"Vivian..."
Arno snorted, wanting Vivian to calm down.
They suddenly got so intimate. The temperature rose, causing Vivian to blush. She looked at Arno in front of her, her eyes filled with a clear and bright light.
Arno's throat tightened. His voice was low and hoarse. He looked at Vivian with a dangerous gaze and slowly said, "You're drunk, Vivian."
However, Vivian had a smile on her face. She reached out and grabbed Arno's collar, bringing him closer to her.
"I am not."
Her fingertips gently pressed on Arno's neck. On his expensive black shirt, her slender fingers moved down continuously. She was flirting with him.
He directly grabbed Vivian's hand and said, "Do you know what you are doing?"