Chapitre 189: I Am Fenghua 11

The man's fingers were slender and delicate, and his joints were distinct. The temperature of his skin was so hot that Fu Ting could not resist it. She could only let him tighten his grip forcefully and press his fingertips on the back of her hand.

It was like a suggestive hint of love between intimate lovers.

Fu Ting was about to push away the man who was trying to take advantage of her in anger, but for some reason, she felt as if her brain had been pulled out of her body. She felt weak all over and stuttered," Are…are you okay?""

He lifted his chin slightly and leaned his head against her face, slowly rubbing against it.

Then, he leaned against her forehead, panting and laughing as if he was rubbing Fu Ting's heart.

"Listen ~ Listen ~"

This action caused the alcohol smell in Cen Juan's breath to invade Fu Ting's senses in all directions. She felt a slight itch, and she seemed to be drunk as well. Her eyes gradually became hazy.