Ning Qing was confused.
He lifted his eyes. The angle was really sharp.
Ning Qing understood. you want my ran ran to carry you? "
"What do you think?" Nian lie asked ambiguously, as if he had just heard a funny joke.
Ning Qing told herself to be patient and did not want to be entangled with him.
She put her hands under his armpits and turned her head away from him. cooperate with me.
The man raised his hands lazily. She held her breath and pulled him to the side.
Who knew that she would trip and fall uncontrollably onto him?
“……”
Ning Qing's mind went blank.
His warm breath fell on her ear and his soft lips pressed against the side of her face. Like an ant, he burrowed into her heart.
She didn't dare to move, and she didn't know how to react.
"How long are you going to lie on my body?" The man's warm voice sounded with a trace of pain that she had been holding back, and it vibrated her eardrums.
