The Sexy Kitten Style Nightgown (1)

"Ah! What are you doing?"

Anhao cried out in surprise and instinctively raised her hand to hug his neck. When she realized what she was doing, she quickly took her hand down again.

Zuo Hancheng used the force of her leaning against the door to pull out his hand at the same time as she put her hand down. He pulled her hand up and placed it on his neck again. Anhao looked at him with a shocked expression, but he had already opened the door and walked out with her in his arms.

Anhao could finally take her hand off the sofa after she was placed on it. However, her heart was still racing when Zuo Hancheng forced her to hug his neck. She did not know what he meant by that.

Was he afraid that she would fall?

It seemed that his arm strength was pretty good when he was holding her, so there was no possibility of him falling off.

She really couldn't use normal thinking to think about a black-bellied man.