His breath, warm with alcohol, made one side of his body go soft.
"Senior—"
Her voice was coquettishly soft, at this moment she probably could've asked Jiang Yanting to cut out his heart for her, and he would have willingly obliged.
"Do you want to take a shower?" His voice was hoarse.
"Will you join me?" Shen Zhixian was dizzy, always feeling as if she had returned to those days when they were in school, living together, and she spoke without any concern.
Their eyes met, and the air seemed to crackle with an electric current, an unsaid tension and thrill. Jiang Yanting had had a little to drink today, but even if he hadn't, he wouldn't have been able to resist such seduction from the person he liked.
He looked at her deeply, not expecting that Shen Zhixian would suddenly put her strength into her arms, tip her head back, and kiss him...
