C1127 Chapter 1127

His palm was wide and thick, and there was a scorching heat in it.

The heat quickly passed through Zhi Qing's skin and seeped into her blood, directly burning her heart … Her cheeks blushed, her small hands awkwardly struggled in his big hands, and she protested, "When did I become your woman?"

As if sensing the escape of the small hand in his palm, Lu Liye immediately tightened his grip