Vivian squinted her eyes, watching Ethan without saying a word.
This guy wouldn't be drunk and confessing to her again, would he?? Is it that every time he drinks too much, he runs in front of her, confesses his deep feelings, and then tries to take advantage of her??
Just as Vivian thought of this, Ethan's fair, slender hand had already landed on the back of her neck. He lightly held her neck, leaned down slightly, and said in a low voice, "Don't speak, don't move..."
