"This guy has been turning around all day, and you even drove Meng Yao away. Could it go wrong?"
In the cinema, Yang Linglong snuggled into Lin Fan's embrace.
The advantage of this type of private cinema is that it comes with a big bed.
The two of them huddled together; although they couldn't be too explicit.
But at least, those devil's claws could now be unrestrained.
"Don't worry, this guy is now tracking me in return. It's pretty obvious he wants to befriend me."
Lin Fan unabashedly caressed Yang Linglong in his arms.
The tight body was the result of her decade-long commitment to yoga.
Adding a bit to this figure would make it chubby, and losing a bit would make it too thin.
"Befriend you, but why?"
Yang Linglong leaned sweetly on his shoulder.
Enjoying this rare moment of tenderness.
