510 Making Soup By Hand_1
If there were no grudges from the past life, she wouldn't mind drowning in this endless beauty!
Just as she was about to reach out and touch those thick and curled black eyelashes, she felt a force at her waist.
Before she could resist, the world spun around her, and she was lifted into the air. Seeing that she was about to slam her back onto the bed, the man gently pushed her waist, neutralizing the falling force.
She felt as light as a feather, softly landing on the soft quilt.
The man's voice was murmuring: "Don't stare at me, or I'll eat you up!"
"Who, who is staring at you!"
Damnit!
She was actually stammering.
With his eyes closed, he possibly couldn't know that she was staring at him.
Su Luo continued to defend herself: "I was just standing there thinking about life. Don't overthink!"
"Ha..." The man laughed sarcastically, "I thought you were thinking about giving life!"