C201 Soong Yang You're Finished

Soong Yang opened his eyes and grasped Zhang Huiyao's hand.

He hadn't been drunk at all; he'd been feigning sleep.

When Zhang Huiyao's wrist was seized, she lost her balance and toppled onto Soong Yang.

"What are you up to, Zhang Huiyao?" Soong Yang asked.

"I'm okay," Zhang Huiyao stammered, her face flushed with panic.

Soong Yang's scent was captivating, a heady mix of masculine allure