She was shocked and wanted to get up, but the man's warm palm firmly held her slender waist.
&Quot; Mr. -Mr. Xie ... &Quot; she stammered as she looked at the overly ambiguous position.
Compared to her uneasiness, the man was at ease. &Quot; if you don't let me drink, then help me drink. &Quot;
Qu Huaian blinked and shook his head. &Quot; I don't know how to drink. &Quot;
"This glass of wine is quite expensive. It'll be a waste to pour it out." Xie tingxi brought the glass to her lips, and his gentle voice was a little bewitching. &Quot; try it, maybe it will work. &Quot;
Qu Huaian bit his lip, still hesitating.
The man's thin lips parted slightly. &Quot; be good. Try a sip. &Quot;
His low and hoarse voice seemed to be saying, " be good, I'll rub ... &Quot;
Qu Huaian seemed to be unable to resist his temptation. His red lips parted slightly, and the wine in the glass slowly flowed into his mouth.
