C430 Xue Yaxuan's Intentions

Xue Yaxuan's pupils dilated as her mind went blank. "He …" He actually kissed me … "How can he …"

Because of shyness, the hand pushing Wang Xiaoshi's chest also reached to the back of his head and hugged his neck, refusing to let go.

Wang Xiaoshi felt that Xue Yaxuan's breathing became more hurried. He subconsciously hugged her tightly, picked her up and walked towards the Bugatti Veyron