She smelled the strong scent of wine in his breath.

He had been drinking.

He looked at her with slightly drunk eyes and said frankly, "I was in a good mood today, and I drank a small glass of wine."

"You only stopped taking your medications today..."

"Yes, I stopped taking the medicine today, so I drank a little. "He said, wrapping his arms around her waist, "I'm going to sleep with you tonight."

"Okay, you've already been drinking; why should you be afraid of the flu?" She teased him, "Did no one will stop you from drinking?"

Elliot looked innocent. "No. They drank with me!"

Avery was speechless.

"Don't be angry. The champagne I drink was not high in alcohol content."

"It's still wine! You start messing around once I take my eye off you. Fortunately, I didn't let you go to work. If you were allowed to go to work, I don't know what would happen to you."

Elliot looked at her angry expression, leaned down, and kissed her forehead.

"You've been chatting wi