In the end, the moment her face touched li junyu's back, she felt a chill.
The young girl was surprised,"did li junyu take a cold shower early in the morning?"
It was winter.
Just as she was thinking, she heard a low and cold voice.
"No, you're overthinking it."
Li junyu's expression was cold as he tied his tie and removed the young girl's small hands from his waist.
Ruan Mengmeng's heart turned cold.
You call this fine?
With Lord tyrant's ice-cold face on display, ruan Mengmeng would not know what was wrong if he still said he was fine.
She quickly turned around and followed him, wanting to ask him about it, but the blanket was too long. She turned around without warning and stepped on the blanket.
Fortunately, li junyu turned around in time, and his long arm caught her steadily.
