At the same time, in another room, Qiu Min was lying on the bed.
She rested her chin on her hands.
Her two fair and tender little feet swayed back and forth.
Her mind was filled with Ye Feng's appearance.
Thinking back, she had only met Ye Feng twice.
But these two times had left an indelible impression on her.
The first time was when she was crushed by him in the race car that she was so proud of.
She would never forget the scene when Ye Feng's sports car flew over her head.
At that moment, she was completely conquered by him.
And tonight, when she was faced with difficulties.
Ye Feng stepped forward once again and blocked the wine for her.
After drinking fifteen glasses in a row, he was so drunk that he was unconscious.
When she looked at his side profile, her heart throbbed like never before.
At that moment, she finally understood what it felt like to be protected.