Blake didn't drink, but at this moment he felt a little drunk.
The window of the apartment was not closed tightly, and a breeze blew in, making Blake's chin feel cold, as if reminding him that he had just been k!ssed there.
The instigator was lying on the sofa, still wrapped in his coat, with his legs spread wide apart, one of his legs pressed against his calf, his eyes half closed, staring at him dazedly.
"What?" Aiden said in a low voice, "It is only natural to pay back debts. You have to hold it in even if you are unwilling..."
Blake said: "No, I just want to ask if you need me to pay it back in one go."
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