Bai Xue furrowed her brow, raising her voice, "Su Yan!"
"Stop calling, he's only doing what he wants now. He can't hear anyone else's words. He isn't faking drunk, he's really drunk, drunk to the point he can bear, truly drunk," Qiao Tian said.
Bai Xue sniffed carefully, finally noticing that Su Yan reeked of a heavy alcohol smell. Just the smell alone could intoxicate a person.
"Why didn't you look after him?" She couldn't help blaming, with Qiao Tian there, how could he let Su Yan drink so much!
"Even if I watched with both eyes, all four limbs, and continually tried to dissuade him verbally, I couldn't stop a person who wants to drink himself into oblivion to escape from pain." Qiao Tian was helpless; he had really tried his best to stop him.
Bai Xue was silent.
Seizing the moment when she was distracted, Su Yan leaned over and kissed her, just as Bai Xue tried to push him away.
He collapsed onto the ground, as limp as a rag doll, unable to be kicked to move.
