"Me." The first thought flashing through Lin Xuemei's mind is to refuse. When she sees Li Wenlong's expectant eyes, Lin Xuemei is so soft-hearted that she subconsciously says, "Will you wait till I put down the dish?"

"No, just now." After hearing the affirmative words, where can Li Wenlong allow time to waste in his hands? He stretched out his arms and embraced Lin Xuemei, who was still carrying vegetables in one hand.

The man's peculiar breath stimulates Lin Xuemei's nerve line. Li Wenlong's heavy breath makes Lin Xuemei's legs soft. Subconsciously, the empty hand gently encircles Li Wenlong's waist.

The two men stood quietly, feeling the warmth in front...