Downstairs.
Ji Shunuan was slightly drunk, but the moment her lips brushed Bo Jingcheng's cheek, the alcohol seemed to have sobered her up by half.
She sat in the elevator, descending in a panic, the breeze outside blew her hair into disarray, and her heart was pounding nonstop.
"How lecherous of me, I actually felt lecherous," Ji Shunuan murmured quietly.
Some explicit scenes flashed through her mind.
Ji Shunuan was parched and tongue-tied. She had never felt any urges even when seeing the most handsome celebrities before.
At that moment, she truly thought she was going crazy.
Ji Shunuan's body swayed as she looked around in a daze, about to hail a car, when someone grabbed her wrist. She was almost unsteady on her feet and nearly toppled over.
"Ow, it hurts," Ji Shunuan's wrist was grasped.
She was pulled along, stumbled, and nearly fell to the ground.
