Feeling someone's embarrassment, Liu Limin couldn't help but feel a burst of schadenfreude. She lowered her head to look at her pale hand that had just slapped someone and shook her head with a light sigh, "Ah, such beautiful hands are capable of doing so many things, yet they have to steal wine. What a waste!"
Someone's lips twitched, reluctantly letting go of the wine jar in his hand. He admitted that he had indeed purposely bewitched Liu Limin just now, his hand had stealthily reached for the wine jar next to him. But what he didn't expect was that Liu Limin, who had just been utterly enchanted by him, suddenly snapped out of it! How strange!
Liu Limin, however, wasn't surprised at all. Although she was indeed captivated by the beauty of the man before her, it didn't mean she was lost in it. A woman without desire wouldn't be deluded by his charm.
