"What are you doing?" Being held like this by Nangong Yue, Gu Mian was truly a bit shy.
Nangong Yue was tall and strong, with powerful arms, holding Gu Mian in a princess carry with no pressure at all. This posture exuded an overwhelming sense of masculinity, making Gu Mian blush, and even her voice carried a hint of bashful complaint she didn't notice herself.
"Of course, we're going home." Nangong Yue suddenly softened his voice and pressed his forehead against hers, almost touching her face.
Their intimacy was natural and undeniable. What made Gu Mian a little embarrassed was that they were right outside the library, on the street, and there were indeed quite a few people around!
"Alright, stop messing around." Gu Mian whispered, "Let's head home first."
"As you command, dear wife." Nangong Yue lifted the corners of his lips into a joyful smile. Finally, he could finally bring his beloved girl home!
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