I am Li Junting's girlfriend

Yingluo, let go of me! Yingluo! ruan Mengmeng's little hands flapped around as she struggled to stand up.

However, the large palm behind her did not let go and firmly held the back of her collar.

With his other hand, he lifted the red cloak covering her head, revealing the young girl's red and pink little face.

Her almond-shaped eyes were bright as if they had been dipped in water, and her fair and tender face was as red as blood.

Even her soft and cute little mouth was dyed red.

Such a cute look would make people want to kiss her.

When li junyu's dark and cold eyes swept over the young girl's pink lips, he could not help but deepen his gaze.

Ruan Mengmeng, on the other hand, was trying to save her cloak.

"Li junyu, Qianqian, let me go! Y-Yingluo, don't pull me anymore. Someone will come over later and see Yingluo."

Ruan Mengmeng did not know what she was thinking.

From the initial shock to the current guilt.