She hurriedly wanted to pull her arm away, but the man did not give her the chance at all. He changed his hand and directly wrapped it around her slender waist.
Ning Mengmeng was forced into the man's arms and pressed tightly against his chest.
Even though there was a layer of shirt between them, she could feel the man's chest muscles were so elastic. Her small hand subconsciously grabbed his shoulder because she was unsteady just now.
This was not...
At this moment, her hand had already slid down little by little, and... she was placing it on the man's chest.
Once she put it there, she did not want to let go.
When Pei Yuchen saw this, the smile on his lips widened again. "You like it?"
"Yes…"
Ning Mengmeng blushed as if she had lost her train of thought. Whatever the man said, she would agree, and it was all from her heart.
Pei Yuchen chuckled but did not say anything.
