C78 Cooking Together

Mu Qinghuan felt an irresistible force on her waist, and her whole body was stuck back to the man's chest.

Mu Qinghuan,. . . ""

Her small heart was almost unable to bear it, what should she do?

The man's gaze made her scalp tingle. She did not even dare to raise her head. She lowered her head and held the bottle tightly in front of her chest. She stood in front of Ji Chenyuan