C181 I Can Think of the Most Romantic Things

Her face reddened, and she hesitated about withdrawing.

Just as she was hesitating, Zhan Mochen had already turned to look at her and stretched out his hand: "Come here."

Ming Shu couldn't help but walk in.

As soon as she reached the bed, before she could even stand still, her waist was caught by her arms.

Soon after, after a violent spell of dizziness