"Where are you going?" Jing Tong was instinctively on guard.
Jiang Yu didn't answer her immediately. Instead, he twisted the cap open and drank some water.
The fight just now was not considered intense, but sweating was inevitable. Jing Tong watched as a string of sweat slid down the man's deep and smooth side profile, gathering at his chin, then slid from his Adam's apple to his neck, and finally followed the man's moving Adam's apple up and down, and entered his clothes.
Because under the sunlight, those beads of sweat reflected the light, making Jing Tong almost dizzy.
This scene was simply against the rules, and it made her dizzy as she thought about it.
She only came back to her senses when Jiang Yu put down the glass and looked at her with his dark eyes.
She felt more and more guilty, and her eyes darted around."You haven't answered my question. Where are you going?"
