1357 She Wasn't Dead?

There was only an orange wall lamp turned on in the room.

Under the light and shadow, a few strands of hair fell naturally over his forehead, slightly blocking his eyebrows. His slender eyes were red and there was a trace of drunkenness in them. Under his tall nose, was a pair of thin lips and his jawline was cold and thin… He looked different from the meticulous, cold and stable appearance he had during the day.

At the moment, he was dazed, languid, casual yet extremely sexy. His breath was hot with the smell of wine and was inexplicably scorching.

Gu Meng's heart skipped a beat.

For a moment, she was unable to be indifferent in the face of this sudden intimacy.

Trying to suppress her pounding heart, she said, "You're making me feel uncomfortable, pressing against me like this. Do you still want the child?"