"Bringing someone back from the dead, huh, if it weren't for me, Ou Linlin wouldn't be in this state! She, ah, has had such a hard time climbing up from the bottom, but because she helped me, she's been suppressed at every turn! I am a sinner, a sinner!"
Ye Shu grabbed the wine bottle and poured the liquor directly down her throat.
The red liquid spilled over her crimson lips, ran down her gleamingly white swan neck, exuding a mix of allure and freshness.
"Tsk tsk... even an impotent man should feel aroused in the face of such a beauty!" Sun Nanjue's Adam's apple moved, and he unsteadily got up, supporting the unconscious Ou Linlin, and walked outside.
"Where are you going? You bastard, what do you think you're... you're going to do to our Linlin?" Ye Shu tried to get up to follow, but her legs wouldn't obey her.
Tripping over her own feet, she toppled forward and sprawled on the plush cushions.