Having said that, she tilted her face up, smiling mischievously at Lan Mu.
Lan Mu with a gloomy face, "Are you looking to die?"
He reached out again, gripping Yan Zao's neck and pulling her into his embrace, very domineeringly.
Yan Zao lifted her face, looking at Lan Mu's face from a low angle. Even this deadly perspective could not diminish his attractiveness in her eyes.
Just now, Lan Mu's actions made her truly feel his possessiveness, a domineering possessiveness.
It was like when they were kids, whenever she went to his house for a meal, he would always pull all his favorite shrimp to his side of the table, not allowing her to have even one.
The memory rushed into her mind, seeming especially unreal at this moment. Yan Zao couldn't help but raise her hand and tightly clung to the man's waist, searching for a sense of reality.
Feeling his warmth, his heartbeat, she cooed in a flattering tone, "You're an old codger now."
Lan Mu, "You still think you're the older sister?"
