A tingling sensation like an electric current swept through her. Intoxicated as she was, Ye Chuqing let out an involuntary, soft moan from deep in her throat.
The sound was delicate and alluring, causing Fang Qingze’s breath to catch. He had drunk a great deal of alcohol himself that evening, not a drop less than Ye Chuqing.
Yet the liquor had not brought him the slightest hint of drunkenness. Instead, the sound Ye Chuqing made left him feeling suddenly hot and restless, his heart racing.
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