However, just as she took a step, her wrist was grabbed by the man's outstretched hand. With a pull and a yank, she found herself pulled into the man's embrace.
Her nose bumped against the buttons of his shirt, and the sour, uncomfortable feeling made Wanxia's face cold as she asked, "Gu Shaozhi, what are you doing?"
Gu Shaozhi's handsome features held a hint of a vague smile, his eyes gentle. "Not doing anything," he said, lifting her small face. "Did it hurt when you fell? Let me rub it for you."
The strong smell of tobacco invaded her nostrils, causing Wanxia's good brows to knit. Her voice was very cold, "No need, let go of me."
She tried to push away the arms locked around her waist, but no matter how hard she pushed, it was useless. She struggled back and forth, but still remained in his arms.
"Gu Shaozhi," Wanxia lost her patience, her delicate features full of annoyance, "You haven't been drinking, so stop pretending to be drunk."
