"Xiaobao, I'm scared to live alone!" Lin Yue'er said, biting her red lips as she clung tightly to Li Xiaobao's arm.
As soon as she finished speaking, her face became even redder, and she shyly lowered her head.
"This..."
Hearing Lin Yue'er's words, Li Xiaobao was completely helpless, as Yue'er's intention was already clear, and he was no fool. He understood the situation perfectly.
But he knew that once he went in, what if he couldn't control himself?
"Let's go, Xiaobao!" Lin Yue'er suddenly looked up at him with a smile, while Li Xiaobao was still pondering this very serious issue.
"Alright then!"
Without a choice, Li Xiaobao could only follow Lin Yue'er into the room.
Just as Li Xiaobao and Lin Yue'er entered the room, on the second floor of the unfinished building outside the city, the phone belonging to the cold body of Old Liu rang.
"What's going on?"