The female bodyguard of the Xi Family had never dreamed that the Family Head would actually give them a task—helping someone change clothes!
Five female bodyguards walked into the main residence with puzzled faces.
"Ruan Ruan, don't take it off, don't take it off!" Qin Qingdi's voice, filled with despair, came from the hall.
The young girl trapped in Xi Jiu's embrace fluttered uncomfortably and twisted her little eyebrows in grievance.
"...Hot."
It was the end of October, and the Xi Family had already started heating their home. The temperature inside the house was as warm as summer at around twenty-six or twenty-seven degrees Celsius, and with the effects of alcohol in her system, plus a sweater, Ruan Qi naturally felt hot.
The young girl looked so aggrieved, Xi Jiu felt extremely sorry for her.
At that moment, the drunken Ruan Xiaoqi grabbed the hem of her sweater, lifted her arms, and was about to pull it off.
Qin Qingdi quickly held down the sweater.