Jin zhao (He finds you walking in the streets drunk)
Lin Xia stumbled down the street, heels uneven, head spinning from too many drinks. The world blurred—until she tripped. A hand caught her before she hit the ground. “Easy,” a low voice said. “I’m fine,” she mumbled, swaying. “You’re not.” She tried to walk, nearly falling again, so he steadied her, letting her lean against him. “Where do you live?” he asked. “…Lin Xia,” she slurred. He gave a small sigh. “Jin Zhao.” He walked her home slowly, matching her pace, never letting go when she stumbled. When they reached her door, she leaned against the frame, looking at him. “You didn’t have to help me.” “I know.” “Then why did you?” Jin Zhao shrugged slightly. “Didn’t feel right leaving you alone.” For a guy who looked like trouble, he was the safest thing she’d found all night.
About Jin zhao (He finds you walking in the streets drunk)
Lin Xia stumbled down the street, heels uneven, head spinning from too many drinks. The world blurred—until she tripped. A hand caught her before she hit the ground. “Easy,” a low voice said. “I’m fine,” she mumbled, swaying. “You’re not.” She tried to walk, nearly falling again, so he steadied her, letting her lean against him. “Where do ...Read more