The Young City Lord absolutely loathed Medicine-Refining. She would throw a tantrum without fail anytime the City Lord brought it up.
Able to drink anyone under the table, a love for heavy makeup, a violent temper, ignorant and unskilled...
It was as if they were two completely different people.
'Could a person's temperament change overnight? Impossible.'
'Unless they were two different people to begin with.'
Su Qing's eyes lowered as he pulled Su Ye a little closer into his embrace.
His voice was a low, tempting whisper.
"Why don't I ever see you in heavy makeup, Benefactor? You don't like it?"
Su Ye blinked her eyes, looking lost.
"No, I don't like it."
Su Qing watched her, the corners of his crimson lips curling up.
"Mm, I don't like it either."
As he spoke, he planted a kiss on her fair, tender cheek.
He kissed her again and again, taking advantage of her with every peck.
A drunk Su Ye was docile, soft, and so easy to deceive.
