She had already put on her clothes one by one, but being stared at by Jiang Qiran like this, Ye Linlang felt even more flushed than before.
Her heart froze slightly, and she wanted to leave Jiang Qiran's lap.
However, Jiang Qiran stretched out his long arm and pulled Ye Linlang deeper into his embrace.
His broad palm held Ye Linlang's waist. Through the layers of gauze clothes, Ye Linlang seemed to be able to feel the heat that brushed through from his fingertips.
Ye Linlang's body went limp, and her face couldn't be any redder!
She raised her head and couldn't help but scold Jiang Qiran in a low voice.
"Stop fooling around. I'm not physically disabled. I can still wear shoes."
When Jiang Qiran saw Ye Linlang's embarrassed and angry look, his heart could not help but soften, but he had no intention of letting her go.
