Shi Su was forced into the embrace, an unusual and undeniable warmth.
She neither resisted nor struggled. Although she didn't regret it, she truly didn't know what to do next.
The man in front of her apparently didn't give her the opportunity to think, almost taking all her breath away, one hand holding her waist captive, the other grasping the nape of her neck, pressing her forehead against his, not letting her go, leaving her no room for regret, his dark eyes looking at her in the dimly lit car interior, seeing into her exceedingly clear and brave yet slightly nervous gaze.
Though she hadn't had that kind of drink, perhaps due to the atmosphere or the few drinks she had earlier, she wasn't drunk, but under his intense gaze in the dark, her body temperature gradually rose together with it.
The man suddenly made a barely perceptible short chuckle from his chest, low and sensual, at this moment Shi Su, just like her name... felt utterly inexplicably revived.
