Max was very tall and almost standing next to her, so the cold aura immediately enveloped her.
It was hard but firm.
Elizabeth stepped back subconsciously, wanting to stay away from him.
It was a pity that she was unlucky. When she was backing, she sprained her ankle. She became staggered and was about to fall backward.
Max raised his hand, stopped her waist, and pulled her towards him.
Elizabeth threw herself on him with all her strength.
Boom!
There was a faint fragrance on her body, and it penetrated Max's breath like this.
Feeling her soft body flung into his arms, even the waist in his hands was extra soft, Max's thin lips slightly curled up, and he raised his eyebrows teasingly.
"Are you so nervous to see me?"
After Elizabeth stood firm, she subconsciously pushed Max.
"Let me go."
The hand around her waist exerted strength, and Max, who was being pushed by her, remained motionless.