Aren't You Going To Blame Me? (2)

"Like this? Like what?" Gu Xijiu looked at herself, only to realize that she was not appropriately dressed. Her clothes were still unbuttoned, and she was not even wearing pants.

Her cheeks started to blush crimson. Hastily, she tidied up her clothes and felt so embarrassed. She should have foreseen the misbehavior coming when she got drunk. The whole bed would usually be a mess. Very often, she would kick the sheets away because it would be too warm, which was the same thing that she would do to her clothes. Gu Xijiu normally drank alone, so it was not a problem until now.

Gu Xijiu knew that she was good at holding her liquor. She thought that it would be easy to stay in control but did not realize that the aftereffect of the alcohol was much stronger than she had expected. Had the alcohol become stronger, or had her body become weaker? Anyway, there was no time to sort out that problem now. She needed to help Di Fuyi first, so she quickly made herself appropriate.