"Why... why save me? Do you like me? Tell me, do you?"
Chen Xuan's head was heavy and groggy, the other's face became blurred in his eyes, and their voice, to Chen Xuan's ears, also changed into something else.
"Chen Xuan, do you like me?" In his daze, the bespectacled beauty before him had turned into the likeness of Han Jingting.
"Jingting..." Chen Xuan murmured as if in a dream or enchantment.
"Chen Xuan, I like you! I really, really like you..."
With that, Han Jingting before him pressed her red lips directly onto Chen Xuan's.
Chen Xuan's mind went blank.
The alcohol and his yearning for marriage made Chen Xuan completely lose his reason.
Not bothering to think further, he embraced Han Jingting in front of him.
For a moment, like a tinderbox meeting a flame, they both completely fell into madness.
However, just as they were about to take the final step, a cool breeze blew in through the window, and Chen Xuan couldn't help but shiver.