Just like that, she was held in li junyu's arms and did not dare to move at all.
Ruan Mengmeng could clearly feel the man's rough palms, his slightly cold fingertips, his warm embrace, and his slightly heavy breathing.
At that moment, ruan Mengmeng did not dare to have any other thoughts.
She had seen what li junyu was like when he was really tough.
The young girl tried her best to hypnotize herself, but she just hugged Yingluo and hugged her again. She didn't seem to be at a disadvantage, nor did she seem to be fooled.
It wasn't like she would lose a piece of flesh if she let him hug her. It wouldn't be too late to hit him after he had held back his feelings.
Just like that, the afternoon sun shone down from the tall Banyan Tree.
The mottled light and shadow shone on the black Bentley.
The man and woman, who were hugging each other, sank into the real leather seats in the driver's seat, were coated with a layer of golden halo.
