The wine bottle tipped over, and the wine spilled out from the neck, spreading across the table before trickling down its edge to the floor.
In her mind, she involuntarily recalled the madness of six years ago, the wonderful experience, the kiss before...
"You're crazy, let go!"
Gan Yuan reached out to grab his shoulder and yanked hard.
The buttons on his shirt popped off, bouncing onto the table and floor. His already loose shirt was immediately yanked off, scattering apart.
The man felt a surge of blood to his head, momentarily distracted.
Seizing the chance, Gan Yuan forcefully withdrew her palm, and her fingers instinctively retracted, grabbing his shoulder and pushing the man away from her.
Pushed back two steps, the man watched her, his gaze brazen.
Feeling the peculiarity of his stare, Gan Yuan subconsciously glanced at herself and, seeing her half-exposed body, her heart skipped a beat. She quickly lifted her left arm to pull her robe back over her shoulder.
