Smiling, Annie stood up and gently hooked her right index finger around the man's belt.
"What are you…" With that, the man was about to push Annie away when he smelled a strange fragrance. His consciousness gradually blurred. "This…"
"Look at me. Do you think I'm very good-looking?" Annie looked up at the man in front of her, her eyes filled with gentleness. She wrapped her arms around the man's neck and blew gently at his face.
The man looked at Annie in front of him. Everything around him no longer seemed to matter. He only had eyes for Annie.
He clearly hated Annie the most, but now he couldn't help but want to approach her. His voice trembled slightly as he said, "I-I'm leaving…"
Annie watched as the man's gaze gradually unfocused. His voice slurred. The smile in her eyes instantly disappeared, replaced by disgust.
