Li Moying walked towards her alone and his tall statue was reflected against the sunset, appearing extremely powerful and strong.
Even though earlier he had just experienced a fierce fight, but his clothes were totally not messy at all and his posture while walking over was composed and at ease, totally filled with a pure man's powerful strength.
Huang Yueli stared at his imperious handsome face for a while and proactively ran towards him as she threw herself into the man's arms.
"Moying, you're still the awesome one, I really like you so very much!" She lifted her head and planted a kiss on that man's steadfast and stylist lower jaw.
Li Moying's brows rose as his arm slid downwards, holding her waist and lifting her upwards, carrying her into his arms.
His deep sexy voice brushed her ears, "What's the matter? Know your own mistake hence intending to act coquettish to smuggle through this?"
