“My friend? She was brought home by her family. What does it have to do with scratching you?" Brandy struggled just now. He was like a child, shouting in the car. Christina's eyes widened at Brandy's overreaction, and she laughed at his action. Brandy sat in the front, trying to suppress a smile.
“You mean… me!” Christina faced Brandy in astonishment, pointing her finger at herself.
"I guess." Brandy raised an eyebrow at her, inwardly pleased.
"I'm sorry! But my lips are also torn. I can't remember anything. I also have…” Christina whispered shyly. She did not expect herself to lose control when she was drunk. She remembered the kiss marks on her body, feeling both shivers and anger at the thought of Brandy. Although he never acknowledged this, Christina assumed that the person behind t
