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.

me that way again

hear that. He thought Yitty might say something more serious. He did not expect her to be so

talk to

to listen to him. Drunks almost had

did not use any force. She

to act so rebelliously after

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

step on the floor with your bare

Yitty refused

of

had no choice but

waist and carried her in his

can be so

Yitty

did not expect the situation to change so quickly.

could sense the heat

bodies,

was doing as she hugged Cillian tight in

cheeks were touching, and the heat from it made Cillian's face turn

but somehow, Yitty's grip on him was quite

have a snooze... This is a really great pillow... Huh? Why is

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