Yue manzhu hugged Anlan Xintong. Her arms gradually tightened, hugging Anlan Xintong very tightly.
Hearing Yue manzhu's words, Anlan Xintong's heart skipped a beat.
She knew that Yue manzhu wasn't good at sweet-talking, and she didn't talk much on normal days. Most of the time, she was the one who chattered, and Yue manzhu would listen patiently.
Now that Yue manzhu had suddenly hugged her and said such a thing, she was stunned.
However, Anlan Xintong understood the meaning of Yue manzhu's words.
He also had a possessive desire for her!
To Anlan Xintong, such a sentence moved her heart even more than a confession.
Right now, her heart was beating so fast that it was so obvious.
Anlan Xintong leaned into Yue manzhu's embrace and smiled sweetly.
Anlan Xintong sniffed the scent on Yue manzhu's body. It was clean and elegant, a scent she was familiar with and also a scent she was greedy for.
