After I finished speaking, Cheng Yu's gaze instantly darkened, drawing closer as he followed my breath, inching toward me gradually.
I immediately leaned back, creating some distance between us, almost lying back on the rear car seat, looking at him with seductive eyes, "Mr. Cheng, I just think your lips look rather nice."
I was deliberately stirring his emotions, but I didn't plan on extinguishing them.
After all, there was a bit of discontent in my heart. Although Cheng Yu eventually stood up for me, the initial suggestion to drink had come from him. It wasn't wrong for me to let loose a little, fueled by the alcohol frenzy.
Cheng Yu lowered his gaze, glancing at the hand that was holding his tie, "If you don't want to provoke me, then let go quickly."
I hesitated for a second, staring into his eyes. My fingers slowly loosened, and the tie was pulled away, bit by bit, through the gaps between my fingers.