Ji Nuan abruptly took a step back, an expression of, 'I want to maintain a distance from you,' on her face. Her entire body was wary like that of a hedgehog. She attempted to take another step back.
Mo Jingshen narrowed his eyes at her. "You dare to try taking another step back?"
"…"
Ji Nuan did not speak. She turned to press against the elevator wall. She wanted to drink, so she drank. Yet, after becoming intoxicated, she actually turned into a punching bag.
After stepping out of the elevator and entering the room, Ji Nuan immediately headed straight in. She maintained her determination to stay away from Mo Jingshen.
Mo Jingshen raised a hand to massage his brows. He then looked at her expression. His black pupils focused on her as he unhurriedly removed his cufflinks. He breathed. "You're drunk, so I won't bicker with you. Come here."