She wanted to take it and have a try again, carefully tasting what was different from the juice.
Yan Yan saw this and moved the cup away, while reaching out to pull her up from the sofa.
Yun Qiluo was fine without moving, but as soon as she moved, she felt dizzy and couldn't stand steadily, eventually falling directly into his arms.
Pouting unhappily, she asked in a sweet voice, "Beautiful woman, what are you doing? I still want to try a sip."
Yan Yan snickered, "With your drinking capacity, you dare touch it?"
Yun Qiluo hummed twice, stubbornly saying, "Why can't I?"
He wrapped an arm around her, glanced at the few stunned kids in the living room, and said, "I'll take her upstairs to shower and sober up. Everything that happened just now, keep to yourselves."
This sort of thing isn't like some scent or sound; if it gets out, it could cause world upheaval.
The troublemakers hadn't come to their senses yet, instinctively swallowed their saliva.
