C615 Fake Passion

"Alright." Wen Zhishu took the glass from Lishan, and they clinked glasses before downing their drinks in one go.

At first, the effects of the drink hadn't kicked in, and Lishan kept trying to distract Tianche from acting on his desires. But he couldn't hold back; the urge was building, and it was only a matter of time.

He picked Lishan up and headed to the bedroom upstairs