Zhao Jinxin grabbed Li Shuo's arm and pulled him forward, then clamped his neck with his right arm, almost hugging him, then turned around and dragged him into the house.
That series of movements was too fast and neat. Before Li Shuo could recover, Zhao Jinxin had already kicked the door shut. Although Li Shuo didn't understand martial arts, he always felt that it was like some kind of mild and improved version of grappling. If his neck was strangled like this, he wouldn't be suffocated, but he couldn't break free.
Zhao Jinxin quickly let go of his hand, just blocking the door and looking at Li Shuo with a smile.
Li Shuo threw down the box and said angrily: "What are you doing?! I'm really in a hurry!"
"You agreed to drink with me tonight." Zhao Jinxin said innocently.
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