As soon as the words sound just fell, the man beside her suddenly pulled her arm, and then pulled it hard, and Nina Hill fell into his arms.
A low laugh sounded in her ears, which quickly stopped abruptly, as if it were her illusion. "Hug, as a reward."
Nina Hill did not move, quietly leaning against his arms.
Felix Bush's warm breath sprayed in her ears, and Nina Hill's heart plopped and plopped, gradually accelerating.
This hug is pure, irrelevant to lust, but inexplicably makes her move.
I don't know how long it took, and it was already dark outside the car.
Felix Bush loosened his hand and patted Nanqiao's head. The cold voice was somewhat dull. "Go up."
"Hmm." Nina Hill blushed and gave a low answer.
He pulled open the door again, twisted himself and clicked at the corner of his lips, and then left quickly, leaving only a word floating in the air.
"I'm leaving."
Felix Bush watched Nina Hill trot into the apartment gate, and his cold eyes were full of tenderness.