Rather, Zhiyuan's body is stiff, and the hand hanging on the right side of his body is clenched into a fist. There is something unspeakable in his heart that is tumbling. He is struggling.

everyone in his body is shouting, let him turn around and hold her, but reason tells him that it is not allowed.

after struggling for a long time, the reason finally defeated the desire in the bottom of my heart.

Ning Zhiyuan raises his hand, breaks Li Jia Ren's slender arm tightly around his thin waist, and then turns to face her.

before he turned around and began to say anything, Li Jia Ren rushed into...