"Alright, can you… can you let go of me now?" Qin Luoli asked in a trembling voice, but only after the sound of footsteps had faded away.
Being held so tightly by Lin Mu, she felt her entire body go weak, her palms subconsciously gripping his shoulders.
This guy… he looks so thin and frail, but he's surprisingly strong.
Qin Luoli's cheeks instantly grew scorching hot, and her ears turned a cute, translucent red.
She and Qin Li were husband and wife in name only. They had never been this intimate before; it was a first for them. At that moment, Qin Luoli could hear her own heart pounding furiously.
Wrapping his arms around Qin Luoli's waist, Lin Mu felt her soft form in his grasp, causing a flicker in his usually placid gaze. He also discovered an enticing fragrance drifting from her—not perfume, but her natural scent. It was light, elegant, and incredibly pleasant.
He almost lost control.
