Ye Xiong would not let such a good opportunity slip by. He stepped forward, scooped her up at the waist, spun her around romantically, and pulled her into his arms.
Xiao Fangfang didn't react for a long moment.
This man's arms are so strong! He's holding my waist with just one hand, his body tilted, yet he's completely steady. An ordinary man could never perform such a difficult move. The worst part is, I can smell the scent of a mature man... and even worse, he's pressing his face against mine in an intimate, skin-to-skin touch.
The sensation at her waist, the scent in her nose, the feeling on her face—it all sent Xiao Fangfang's mind into complete chaos.
CLICK, CLICK, CLICK, CLICK!
Ye Xiong didn't forget to capture the wonderful moment. After seeing the photos he'd taken, he couldn't help but laugh proudly.
With this level of intimacy, only a fool would doubt we're a couple.
