Or maybe she had tried to lift her hand, only to find herself completely powerless.
Am I drunk?
I suppose I am drunk...
Looking up at the chandelier on the ceiling, shrouded in darkness except for its outline, Qu Peining thought.
Otherwise, why would I be here, enduring such filth?
In her daze, she seemed to return to the night at Magic City Building No. 9, where she was helpless, unable to resist her feelings.
Fully aware that it was all wrong, knowing that the other person was insulting and deceiving her, yet unable to break free, or maybe... unwilling to break free.
...
Zhou Wang felt as if he were dreaming too.
He passed the three or five minutes with great care.
Yet the dopamine frantically secreted in his brain granted him a joy that transcended time.
At the final moment, he was unwilling to be so hasty, so he made a daring move.
That was to reach out and found the switch on the wall, pressing it with a "click".
