Ling Xi climbed into bed

Li Junting's body stiffened in the dark. He had not expected Ling Xi to do something like that.

Just as he froze and was about to push the woman on the bed away ...

A Lotus-like arm came out of the quilt and climbed onto his shoulder.

Li Junting,"Yingluo."

Ling Xi's weak and boneless body closed in, almost hanging onto his body.

In the darkness, all his senses were magnified.

He felt her approach, her body temperature, her breath, and the cold fragrance on her body that should be familiar but was already very strange.

"Who let you in? get out!"

His voice was hoarse and cold.

Li Junting's voice was filled with rage and malice.

He was clearly enraged by Ling Xi's actions.

don't whine. Ling Xi didn't fall for his trick. Not only did he put one arm around his broad shoulders, but he also raised the other arm and wrapped it around his neck.

She hooked her hands around his neck shamelessly and rubbed her soft body against him.