"Brother Han!... Sorry to disturb you! You two continue!" Qiangzi turned and walked out.
Their posture looked, oh so ambiguously intimate!
"Know the consequences of teasing me now?" Jun Wan said fiercely.
Suddenly, she felt a wave of dizziness, her grip weakened, and she fell directly into Hancheng's arms.
Her small body, neither too light nor too heavy, landed on him. Hancheng's breath hitched slightly.
Jun Wan struggled to prop herself up, shaking her head.
Hancheng examined her, so close to her.
Her skin was so good, up close, like a peeled egg, slightly flushed because of the alcohol.
For the first time, Hancheng understood what it meant to have a complexion like peach blossoms.
Jun Wan managed to support herself; why was she getting dizzier?
"Very soft."
"What?" Jun Wan shook her head, not understanding what he meant.
"The feeling of teasing you."
