Chapter 473 A moth to the fire

'Don't move, let me hold it for a while.'

He was buried between her neck, and his tone was dull and clingy like a child.

Cassie realized the crossing between them, and her face suddenly became unpredictable.

'Kevin Smith, don't do this.' Her voice is very low, with a firm that cannot be refused.

It is already a straightforward refusal. Kevin Smith will naturally not be ignorant, let go, and look a little lonely.

But fortunately, the night is already deep, and the halo in the bar can't see any expression on the face.

'You have drunk too much. Go and have some water to sober up.' Cassie looked at his hot eyes and somehow felt a little uncomfortable.

'I didn't drink too much. I'm fine.' Kevin Smith seemed to want to defend himself, but Cassie interrupted him directly.

'No, you just drank too much.'

Now he also understood the meaning of the words. She just made an excuse to avoid his feelings.

'Ah, ha, ha, ha, yes, I drank a little too much and held the wrong person.'