Fine beads of sweat oozed from Nael's forehead, his eyes swept over Rain's face, he suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her to the previous table, on which there was the wine prepared by Prince. He picked up the wine glass with his uninjured hand and handed it to Rain's mouth, "Drink it."
Rain was stunned, but also remembered Prince's words at that time. As long as she drank, she would let them go.
Nael brought the rim of the cup to Rain's mouth, "What are you afraid of? It's not like you haven't eaten this kind of food before, at most, you can cook it a few more times after you go back. Hurry up!"
She knew he was helping them, and in this case, she could only drink.
Rain opened her mouth, but the man's movements were urgent, and he poured the wine into her mouth forcefully. Nael saw
