Rong Nuannuan Drowned!

Rong Mo's long and slender palm had already grasped Ye Qianli's soft side profile at the same time. He directly pulled Ye Qianli onto his body and buried her face into his neck.

"Hey, f * ck!"

Red Knife, who had wanted to come over to them today, almost choked on this unexpected display of affection and almost forgot to breathe.

Feng Lihuan was speechless.

Ye Fengtian was speechless.

They wanted to ask, what was going on?

Not only did they not understand, even Ye Qianli, who was in the middle of it, did not understand! At this moment, her brain could not think at all. She had already been "fainted" by the scent of her favorite beautiful prince.

She was already a little dizzy, and now that she had been 'patted' on the head, she was even given such a huge shock! Her breath was filled with clean and refreshing snow breath. This…

"Close your eyes."