Su Shan was still dripping wet under the bath towel, with not a stitch of clothing beneath it.
When Jing Rui had just draped the towel over the woman, he deliberately avoided looking at her.
In fact, he could not ignore the woman's body, smooth and tender like milk.
...
He carefully placed Su Shan on the sofa, squatting down, he saw her body's unnaturally intense blush and feverishness, Jing Rui's brows knit together even more tightly.
Right... it's the alcohol.
The after-effects of Belladonna... were much stronger than he had imagined.
They had added something used to make recreational anesthetic to it...
Making one feel... feverish.
Right, he was also slowly beginning to feel odd sensations in his body.
Under the combined effects of alcohol and the drug, his own condition was not much better.
...
"Mmm..."
