Chi Zaozao glared resentfully at the onlookers who seemed to be enjoying the show, suddenly feeling like they were despicable.
How could they be like that?
Ye Que had already pinned her down, burying his head and recklessly kissing her face.
The people around were so thirsty from watching that some hurriedly drank water, while others snuggled up to their own women, also wanting to imitate Ye Que's shamelessness.
Ye Que was drunk, the most severely intoxicated of them all, completely devoid of reason.
So, those who wanted to imitate Ye Que and demand their women right there better not even think about it.
They might be shameless, but the women still had dignity.
Thus, some men, rejected by their own women, could only sulk and focus on watching the drama unfold around Ye Que.
Chi Zaozao couldn't stand Ye Que, who was full of the smell of alcohol, kissing her without any sense of reason in front of so many people.
