Until she was completely drunk, Joel saw that she didn't stop drinking and reached out to grab her wine bottle. "Alright, you've had enough today. Look, you're already drunk. I'll take you home."
"I... I'm not drunk..." Jane looked at him with blurry eyes. She wobbled, at a glance, one could tell she was drunk.
"Alright, alright, you're not drunk. I'll take you to the hotel." Joel didn't bother to talk to a drunkard that much. He immediately reached out to hold her by the waist and strode out the door.
Jane struggled in his arms for a while and fell asleep in his chest after realizing that it was useless.
The next day, when Jane woke up, she found herself lying on the hotel bed. Feeling a headache, she rubbed her forehead.
Not only that, she was also full of the smell of alcohol. Only
