C137 You Still Care about Me

However … The footsteps did not seem to belong to him anymore. They stopped on the spot. No matter how much rationality roared, they did not move an inch.

The next second, she was in the arms of a man.

The warm air was so thick that it surrounded her. His large palm was wrapped around her waist and pressed tightly against her clothes. She could even feel the thin cocoon on his palm