C104 Am I Not Persistent

Unlike before, Lin Wanbai took the initiative to hug him.

His face was buried deep in his chest, his hands entwined behind his back with his ten fingers. It was very tight, with almost no gaps.

Huo Changyuan's body stiffened.

The hand that was going to hold the cigarette stopped in midair, staring blankly at the delicate skeleton that suddenly pounced on her. He raised his eyebrows silently