C165 Shangri-la(6)

Xiaoxiao exclaimed. Tiancheng's figure had already enveloped her.

His large, warm palms were pressing down on her wrists. They were so tight that she couldn't move at all.

She finally stopped talking and quietly looked at the man above her. Her little red tongue licked her lips, as if she was inviting him in some way.

Well, she admitted, that's what she wanted