Young Bride in a Lightning Marriage: Never Tired of Mr. Leon's Love

Cillian patted Yitty's face. Her hot cheeks burned his fingers.

For a moment, he felt like a surge of electricity had run through him, but he continued patting her face.

He had to wake her up and give her a lecture. She could not be sleeping on the couch without anything covering her. She would catch a cold.

Cillian took off his coat to cover her while thinking about this.

"Wake up, Yitty. Stop drinking."

"Drink... Stop drinking what?..."

Yitty finally opened her eyes. She seemed to see Cillian's face in her stupor.

"Cillian... What are you doing here?"

She reached out to pinch Cillian's chin. "You're here... Drink with me!"

Cillian lost his temper at this. "Do you still want to drink? Just look at how much you've had. Are you planning to drink until the sun rises if I don't come upstairs?!"

The more Cillian talked about it, the louder he got. By the time he snapped out of it, he realized he had lost his temper at Yitty for nothing.

He was about to apologize when Yitty suddenly shouted, "You're a jerk, Cillian! What are you talking about? Why are you shouting at me? Are you asking for a beating?!" Yitty reached out to pinch and rub Cillian's face like she was kneading dough.

talk to me

say something more serious.

alright. I won't ever talk to you this way again,

to listen to him. Drunks almost had no self-consciousness. They would only do whatever they

her hands around Cillian's neck but did not use any force. She looked pretty

not expect Yitty to act

and she had kicked her high heels off. She stepped on the cold marble

on

but Yitty refused

of

had no choice

the waist and carried her in his arms.

you can be so

leave when Yitty grabbed

not expect the situation to change so quickly. Before he knew it, he had fallen onto

could sense the

other's bodies, and Cillian's

was doing as she hugged Cillian

were touching, and the heat from it made

but somehow, Yitty's grip

This is a really great pillow... Huh?