How dare he bring up that incident, her face instantly flushed as if it were bleeding.
Thinking of how he had forced her to do such a thing yesterday, she wished she could flush Zhuo Junyue down the toilet.
She had never encountered such a deplorable person before, he was rotten to the core.
After a while, this devil finished his business, and Su Ningyan hurried over to help.
"Wait for me here." Su Ningyan supported him to the door and then hurried back, nearly suffocating.
She came out of the bathroom and let Zhuo Junyue's hand rest on her shoulder, feeling as though she were dragging a heavy ox.
So, before Zhuo Junyue could sit on the edge of the bed, she let go.
As a result, Zhuo Junyue fell, scaring Su Ningyan into instinctively reaching out to catch him.
She too fell over, onto Zhuo Junyue.
Worse still, her lips accidentally met Zhuo Junyue's.
