In the next second, there was no cold reply that ruan Mengmeng had expected.
He was not as displeased or angry as she had expected.
Li junyu only looked at her deeply, then suddenly tightened his arms and pulled this young girl who looked like a 'little hedgehog' into his arms.
His arms were steady and strong, holding the girl's petite body firmly.
The man buried his head in the crook of her neck, smelling the soft and sweet fragrance of her hair, and sighed deeply. "Mengmeng, what should I do with you?"
What can I do to open your heart?
What should I do to make you believe in me again? Wanwan, believe that I love you.
Ruan Mengmeng did not expect to hear li junyu's soft sigh.
She thought that he would be angry and would be angry.
Even if he didn't lose his temper, he would at least become impatient.
