Everything happened too suddenly, feeling those soft lips touch him, Qian Yu's back muscles instantly tensed up.
Her lips were a bit cold, soft... her breath carried a hint of alcohol.
Frozen for two seconds, Qian Yu suddenly turned his face away to avoid her.
"Chongchong, you're drunk!"
The girl's kiss missed, and her face slid to his neck.
Arms wrapped around his neck, her voice sounded a bit blurred.
"Don't go, I beg you!" she said, kissing his neck again and again, "I want you, I just want you!"
On his neck, her soft kisses burned like flames.
The hands holding her arms tightened, and Qian Yu suddenly lifted her up.
"Look carefully, who am I?"
The girl raised her tear-filled eyes, "Brother Qianyu, do you really hate me that much?"
In front of him, her face was so gentle and beautiful under the light.
Even though he had watched her grow up, that face was still stunningly beautiful at this moment.
