C70 She Was Drunk

As soon as Jiang Yuan finished her sentence, she was pulled into his warm, hard embrace.

She stared at his delicate face almost obsessively, very close, very hot, with a real strong heartbeat, wanting to touch the outline of his features, but Jiang Yuan did not dare, her fingers curving, timidly, for his eyes were terrible to her at the moment.

He did not lose his temper