Su Tingyan looked at him, pointing to the man on the ground, "Didn't touch her, do you think this lady is someone who lets just anybody touch her?"
She was right.
But Lin Xu thought about how he had touched her.
So, it wasn't that she let just anyone touch her, but letting him do so was already quite exceptional.
Lin Xu went up and delivered another kick, then pulled Su Tingyan away, saying, "Alright, it's done. Are we still drinking?"
Su Tingyan, already a bit tipsy, shook her head, "Let's go back."
Lin Xu led her out of the club.
In the car, Su Tingyan's head slumped onto his shoulder, nearly asleep.
Every now and then, Lin Xu glanced at her and noticed how small and soft her ears were, the fine fuzz on them, and how her eyelashes quivered, twitching and trembling from time to time.
When they arrived at Su Tingyan's home, he settled her into bed, then kissed her lips before slowly leaving.
The next day.
