You Alone Are Enough

"It seems you are still drunk. Let me borrow a kitchen to cook some hangover soup for you." Zhao Chuchu made an excuse to go out.

Xie Heng abruptly grabbed Zhao Chuchu's hand. "No need. I'm just a little dizzy. I'll ease up after a while."

Zhao Chuchu looked down at the hand that had been grabbed.

Xie Heng, however, had no intention of letting go.

"Sit down." Xie Heng patted the edge of the bed.

Zhao Chuchu was silent for a moment before sitting down.

"You hurt me." Zhao Chuchu grimly looked at Xie Heng.

Xie Heng slightly loosened his grip but did not let go of Zhao Chuchu.

"Are you afraid of me?" he asked.

Zhao Chuchu raised her eyebrows. "Afraid of you? Da Lang, are you underestimating me?"

"You seem to be avoiding me."

"No, I'm just worried that you'll have a headache if you're hungover."

"It doesn't matter. I'm already used to it."