Lu Huaiyu did not say anything. Instead, he hugged her even tighter.
Ning Li was so agitated by him that her entire body trembled. She subconsciously raised her fair and slender neck slightly and let out an extremely soft snort. She could only hug him even tighter. Her entire body seemed to be hanging in his embrace, and she was barely able to support herself.
One of his arms was around her waist, while the other was holding the back of her head.
Finally, he landed on her lips again.
He held her by the waist, the palm of his hand burning hot.
The clear smell of cedar on his body seemed to be completely mixed with the sweet body scent on her body, becoming an extremely ambiguous smell.
Ning Li was in a daze. She felt as if almost all the air in her chest had been taken away by him until she felt uncomfortable due to the lack of oxygen and started to struggle in his arms.
