Twenty minutes later, ruan Mengmeng finally left li junyu's arms.
Her small face was red, her eyes were watery and bright, and even the tip of her small nose was dyed pink.
The most attractive thing about her was her slightly opened, red, and bloomed lips that had been kissed by li junyu.
Ruan Mengmeng's lips were beautiful to begin with, and they were so pink and tender that anyone who saw them would want to take a bite.
And now, after being nourished, there was even a layer of charming luster on her. Almost as soon as he let go, li junyu regretted it and wanted to grab her back and kiss her fiercely.
"You-stop!" Sensing the desire in the man's eyes, ruan Mengmeng reached out her hand and gestured for him to stop.
"This is the entrance of li garden. Look outside, how many people are waiting for Yingluo?"
