The backyard had not been cleaned yet. Zhao Zhan was worried that he would dirty her clothes, so he used a little strength to hold her in his arms.
Yue Jiaojiao cried out in surprise, her legs subconsciously wrapping around his waist.
Zhao Zhan held her slender waist with one hand to stabilize her figure. His right hand gently stroked the soft hair behind her head a few times, and then he pulled her closer and closer to him.
Yue Jiaojiao had always been a player who only knew how to talk. In reality, her limited experience had always been with Zhao Zhan.
Now that she was used to him being cowardly, she didn't know how to react when he was bold. She subconsciously bit her lip as they hugged in an ambiguous position.
"Jiaojiao..." Zhao Zhan was so close to her that even his breathing was difficult. They were entangled together.
Yue Jiaojiao wrapped her arms around Zhao Zhan's neck.