Right then, four eyes met, two hearts collided, and that weird surge of emotion just blew up all at once.
Lu Jie was feeling wild and giddy too. Looking at Liu Zhizhong standing there ramrod straight, she still sounded very concerned: "Zhizhong, tonight… what's going on with you? I look at you and…"
Liu Zhizhong's throat was so dry he couldn't take it anymore. There was no time to pour water now, he just bolted for the door: "Water, cold water, I need cold water… cold water…"
His face was flushed, ears burning, eyes shot through with blood, lips practically dripping blood, and Little Zhizhong was still hard as hell, bouncing like he was sprinting with a loaded gun, swaying all over the place as he ran.
Right at the doorway, Lu Jie didn't have time to dodge, and crashed straight into Liu Zhizhong.
She cried out, almost falling, and could only grab onto Liu Zhizhong, anxious: "Hey… Zhizhong, what's wrong with you…"
