She instinctively twisted her wrist, but his grip was too strong, she couldn't break free. Even from a distance, she could feel the heat radiating from him, his palm like burning fire...
The heat seemed to scorch into her very bones and blood.
"You..."
"Xiaowu is getting married, why are you crying? Why do you cry so much?"
His voice, already deep, became even richer when infused with emotion. In the narrow corridor, she was trapped, and his voice seemed trapped with her, striking her with an inexplicable panic.
His eyes, reddened by alcohol, gave her a sudden sense of panic when he looked at her...
Lin Luyou's breath hitched, instinctively wanting to break free. Jiang Shiyi, having drunk, was not gentle. Seeing her try to leave, he tightened his grip, hurting her... She couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
"Did I hurt you?" He seemed to be not as close, but his breath was...
So hot it made her heart tremble.
