She didn't know what was going on with herself at the moment, fully aware that Zimo was not in his right mind, and also aware it was the drug given to her by Miss Ye that was too potent and currently taking effect.
In that brief moment of hesitation, his shirt had already been torn off by Zimo.
Button by button was ripped off, scattering into who knows which corner.
A pricey shirt, under her violence, was instantaneously ruined.
Mu Lingchuan was a bit stunned.
She was about to use violence again!
When Mu Lingchuan realized this, he immediately reached out and pinned down her small hands.
At this moment, looking at her, he felt not anger but a slight urge to laugh.
Right now, did she really want to enforce her will like an overbearing ruler?
He was none other than Mr. Mu Lingchuan!
"Let go, let me go..."
Zimo's voice was husky as she kept writhing her body.
Weirdly, she felt a bit scared, but at the same time, she unexplainably wanted to get closer.
