C20 Chapter 20 She was drunk

He stood a foot away from her, staring at her with a dark face and no expression.

She smiled, reached out her hand and patted his handsome face. She frowned and said, "Oh, you look like Carl."

Her wrist was pulled down vigorously, and the next second, she was picked up by the man by the waist.

"What are you doing? Let go of me, I still have to drink." Grace flapped his chest and struggled