"Damn it! You dare act so indecently! An Ziqing! Don't move!"
Seeing this woman actually appearing in such a depraved bar, arm in arm with such a disgusting man, Ling Chuan found himself boiling with anger.
"Ugh... it hurts... let me down... Ling Chuan... I'm uncomfortable... want to throw up..." An Ziqing felt aggrieved, her mouth puckered, being carried on his shoulder was really unpleasant.
Ling Chuan's brow twitched, but he had no intention of putting An Ziqing down. The thought of that man wrapping his hand around her waist and caressing made him feel sick.
"If you dare throw up, believe it or not, I'll toss you into the river to feed the fish!" Ling Chuan roared in fury.
An Ziqing immediately covered her mouth and swallowed back the urge to vomit!
But hearing this domineering yet familiar line, she felt even warmer inside, wondering if being drunk made one so shameless?
