Mr. Yu, Mrs. Yu
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
Nian Xiaomu: "…!!"
Why wasn't she pleasantly sleeping at home?
Was the bed not warm enough for her or were the weekends too boring for her?
Out of everything she could do, why had she chosen to head out with the iceberg?
Moreover, it was an iceberg with the function of a wicked tongue!
Just as Nian Xiaomu was trying her best to contain her anger, Yu Yuehan suddenly walked in front of her and held her by her shoulder in his arms!
His arms were very long, and he held her in his embrace effortlessly.
With his long coat enveloping her skinny figure, he led her toward the correct direction.
Along with his body temperature, the fresh peppermint scent of a man was transferred onto her body.
As Nian Xiaomu stared fixedly with her pair of sparkling eyes, she looked on blankly and did not have any reactions even after a long while.
She seemed to be terrified by his actions.