Bei Bei, How Old Are You This Year?
編輯: Larbre Studio
Yin Shuiling did not know what she was thinking about, and she instinctively maintained her distance.
He always had some sort of aura on him and would attract her to go closer to him.
Yin Shuiling moved aside, and when she moved again, at this moment, the lift suddenly shook before it stopped.
"Ah!" Yin Shuiling screamed out loud. Her face was pale from the shock.
At this moment, a muscular arm that came around her soft waist, and there was a wall-like chest brushed against her as he said, "It's fine. The lift has probably run into some technical issues. Someone will come to fix it very soon. Don't be afraid."
He comforted her gently.
When he approached her, the fragrance on his body wafted over. Yin Shuiling stretched her small hand out to push him away, wanting to maintain some distance between them.
She did not dare to raise her head.