C390 Drug Administration

The two walked back to the hotel hand in hand. At first, it was nothing much. As they walked, Loong Yun felt her palms become hot and itchy, as if ants were biting her.

Loong Yun retracted her arms, her face blushing as she pleaded in a low voice, "Can you let go of my hand?"

"What is it? Have you felt it? " Seeing Secretary Loong's blushing face, Wu Tian couldn't help but laugh secretly