Liu Yan frowned.
"There are rooms here."
She suddenly spoke up.
Yu Yu instinctively stopped, and her heart stopped beating for a moment.
There was an indescribable ambiguity in the air.
It's like it's covered with glue, and it's scorching hot from friction between breaths.
Liu Yan felt a little dry in her throat.
But due to her personality and experience, her expression still looks damn calm.
"It's too late. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. We said before that we will celebrate the New Year together... So, I think you need to go back in hurry."
The hug after the reunion came unexpectedly, like an eruption of lava that had accumulated for a long time. At this time, it cooled down, but it was a bit subtly cramped.
Like a slingshot rubber band being pulled up, there is still a little time to save before the next attack.
