Chapter 217 Jiang An, Just Like His Smoking Addiction
The man's palm silently enveloped hers, intending to wrap around her slender fingers, and the sweltering body heat attached itself, as if a faint electric current briefly passed through.
Jiang An abruptly withdrew her hand, quickly turned to the side, and a thin layer of red surfaced on her face.
Gao Chuan noticed the woman's rapid evasion, and his eyes gradually dimmed, his movements becoming sluggish as he retracted his hand, his Adam's apple subtly moving twice.
In the dimly lit corner, the noisy music continued unabated, and the group of people around them were thoroughly enjoying themselves, none paying attention to the subtle movements between the two.
Gao Chuan had been drinking quite a bit tonight and, after Jiang An arrived, became even more agitated.
