"I just... asked for the case of beer on the spur of the moment. I didn't expect to lose control of myself and get drunk."
"Lose control of yourself?" Xian Yijun raised his eyebrow. "I'll show you what it means to lose control of yourself!"
"Huh?" Wei Zhijuan was confused. Then she suddenly felt her body being lifted into the air. She jumped in fright and instinctively hugged his neck. She turned her head and looked into his dark eyes in surprise. Before she could open her mouth, her lips were kissed again.
When they arrived in front of Xian Yijun's bedroom, Wei Zhijuan's body was immediately pressed against the thick bedroom door and his protruding body pressed against her from behind. He brushed her hair aside and kissed her repeatedly on her neck. His hand caressed her body, bringing with it a burning numbness.
