He Zibei was drunk and stumbled through the wrong door, or perhaps he only pretended to be muddled as he went through the wrong door.
Tian Xiaonan was lying on the sofa, playing on her phone. Xiao Q was asleep, and only a dim light was on in the house. When she saw He Zibei come in, his face flushed with drink and reeking of alcohol, his head bowed as he came over and sat beside her, she asked, “You came through the wrong door, didn’t you? You’ve had so much to drink. Hurry home and go to bed.”
Seeing him sit there quietly without speaking or answering, Tian Xiaonan decided to go to the bedroom and let him have the sofa.
The instant she stood up, He Zibei suddenly grabbed her and pinned her to the sofa. He gently brushed his lips against hers, then stopped, as if waiting for her response.
Tian Xiaonan used all her strength to push him away and pointed at him. “Don’t pull this crap with me. Go home now, and we can still be friends after this.”
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