Sheng Qianxia stiffened her spine.
Her whole body was unable to move.
It was not just because of him, but also because her own heartbeat had become... chaotic.
"So, how do you plan to help me 'put out the fire'?" Gong Beiyao's voice came from beside her ear.
She felt her ears burning red.
"Qianqian? Is it okay?"
"…" She did not speak.
He gently turned her body, and she pretended to be asleep with her eyes closed. He reached out to unbutton her clothes, one by one…
Sheng Qianxia suddenly remembered that rainy night, the scene where she was forced to drink by two men, and with a sudden slap, she forcefully pushed his hand away.
Gong Beiyao's movements immediately froze.
The atmosphere became extremely awkward.
His gaze was icy as he looked at her.
Sheng Qianxia realized something and quickly added, "I'm sorry... I... I just…"
