C580 Last

Lance shook his head with a smile and spat out the liquor.

"Are you tired?" he whispered.

"…"

Doreen watched his movements, her face turning white. In the next second, she felt her whole body go limp, and a sense of lethargy rose up from her limbs and bones, making it hard for her to keep her eyes open.

"You …" She knocked over the cup in her hand and looked at him in disbelief