"She said."
Shen Lin's body froze completely.
It felt as if something had exploded by his ear, making him almost doubt what he had heard.
"What did you say?"
Her little arms held him even tighter, rubbing against his back. Her voice was different from her usual cold demeanor, now filled with soft warmth. She repeated,
"I want you."
She embraced him like this, speaking such words.
When Shen Lin recovered from his initial reaction, he let out a brief chuckle, then shook his head as if in disbelief.
He turned around to look at her, her cheeks flushed, her eyes hazy, even her breath carrying a faint, intoxicating aroma of wine, suddenly finding himself unable to ask.
She surely didn't mean it that way.
She was so resistant to that kind of thing.
And so resistant to him.
If she hadn't been drunk and run into him, would she be hugging and embracing him like now and even kissing him?
"Li Zaijun, do you even know who I am?"
He looked at her intently and asked.
