Jeremy covered his eyes for a moment, then suddenly realized.
Wait, when did his hand get so many calluses?
He pulled his hand down to take a look and hurriedly threw it aside!
He was terribly drunk and slurred, "A-a-a-a... Connor, what's going on! Why did you put your hand on my face!"
Connor gritted his teeth, "I haven't even questioned you about why you grabbed my hand and put it on your face! And you're questioning me first? My girlfriend is watching; what do you expect her to think!"
Jeremy glanced at Cora Ginger, who was twisting her waist and dancing, and drunkenly whispered into Connor's ear with a teasing tone, "Didn't realize Cora had such a fine waist, you're quite lucky!"
Connor raised his hand and gave him a chop.
Boss Duff didn't even let out a scream and passed out immediately.
Connor could finally focus on admiring his girlfriend's dance moves. So Cora Ginger is such a good dancer!
