C89 Price of Refusal

Luo Xiaonan's face was blushing as she forced herself not to open her eyes. She turned around and walked towards the washing machine. But before she could take two steps, Yann Haoshen suddenly grabbed Luo Xiaonuan's wrist.

"Don't go, don't leave me."

He frowned and mumbled indistinctly as if he was about to fall asleep. However, he still held onto Luo Xiaonuan's hand tightly