Recognize your own heart

On the big bed.

Ruan Mengmeng and Li Junting were frozen in place, as if they had been struck at their acupoints.

Ruan Mengmeng's little hand was still tugging at li Junting's collar.

Li Junting had just come over from a nightclub, and he was wearing a black, slim-fit shirt.

The shoulder throw just now had ripped li Junting's collar open.

Ruan Mengmeng, on the other hand, was only wearing a pure white nightdress. Because of her excessive movements, the hem of her dress was lifted up.

All of this was exposed to li junyu's cold gaze.

Very good ...

He took the initiative to press down on second.

They were still in that ambiguous position.

Li junyu's dark and cold eyes suddenly darkened.

He strode forward, his body wrapped in a cold air, and the temperature in the room dropped to the freezing point in an instant.

Angry, very angry ... An invisible anger swept towards the two people on the bed.