C1045 Meat Flying

By the time Gu Donglee reacted, she had already fallen into Lanzhou's arms.

She was carried across the table. At some point, her clothes had also fallen to the ground like the last plum blossom at the end of New Year's Eve.

Her back sank into the soft quilt. She tilted her head and gave it a light sniff. It was the sweet fragrance of the warm winter sun