Lynn froze for a few seconds, her heart shaking uncontrollably.

Benson lowered his eyes, he held her tender waist warmly, and she was like a delicate plum blossom in his palm.

Unconsciously, the surrounding area became dark, and the lights of the hotel were bright yellow, like a splendid palace in the snow-white.

Lynn was about to run away, but she vacated. Suddenly hugged firmly, Lynn was dumbfounded.

"Put me down."

"I don't hold all women, you are supposed to be flattered."

That handsome face magnified infinitely in Lynn's eyes.

"If you don't want to be drenched in snow, just cuddle in my arms."

Lynn glanced back, saw Neil at...