Song Zhi's body was still trembling violently when she saw a pair of women's leather boots suddenly stop in front of her. She looked up and her gaze swept past Shi Man's straight long legs and slender waist before finally stopping on Shi Man's expressionless face.
Holding her breath, Song Zhi trembled as she got up from the ground. She picked up the television remote control on the bedside table and held it between the two of them tightly. "Don't come over. I didn't mean to harm you. You drank that glass of wine yourself."
Shi Man slowly took the remote control from her hand and threw it aside. She said sarcastically, "Do you think you can guard against me with this?"
Song Zhi's pupils trembled slightly as she said nervously, "Then what do you want? I wanted to remind you not to drink that glass of wine, but you moved too quickly. You drank it before I could say anything."
