Mr. Li promises to satisfy you

"You, stop!"

The young girl's squishy eyes instantly contracted.

Ruan Mengmeng covered her slightly cold chest with one hand and reached out with the other, trying to grab li junyu's large hand on his belt buckle.

She could not just stand by and watch li junyu unbuckle his belt.

However, her hand slipped, and Li junyu's hand did not catch it.

Instead, her hand was on the leather strap that li junyu had loosened.

The next second, the man's sexy lips curved slightly.

He bent down and gave her a Peck on the lips.

He stared at her with a slightly teasing look. "Be good, don't be anxious."

Anxious your head!

She was not anxious, she was afraid that he would be anxious!

However, before ruan Mengmeng could explain herself, li junyu's strong arms had already wrapped around her from the back seat and lifted her up.