Then the big hand pulled hard, and her body was out of control when she was caught off guard, falling backwards.
With a booming, she felt like her forehead hit a hard wall.
"Ouch." She groaned in pain, and when she looked closely, it turned out that her head had hit He Liancheng's chest.
Ye Qinglan couldn't care about the pain coming from her forehead, and immediately struggled to get up. However, He Liancheng's two powerful arms were like two giant snakes, and they wrapped around her waist in a blink of an eye, and then tugged fiercely. Her whole body fell into an embrace full of masculinity, mixed with the smell of blood and alcohol at the same time.
"Don't go...don't go..." A low and hoarse whisper came from the lips of the Bei Di's general, which seemed to carry infinite desire and sadness.
She was startled. Was He Liancheng awake?
