A powerful presence crushed everything in the forest.
Mu Ge cursed inwardly: 'What bad luck!' But suddenly, she heard a voice that was unforgettable—
"Little Ge'er isn't being good again."
The tone that should have been arrogant, dignified, and cold, instead carried a sweetness that could melt hearts.
Mu Ge froze for a moment, and the next second, she found herself in a warm and powerful embrace. Even through the clothing, she could feel the firmness of the muscles.
A familiar exotic fragrance wafted to her, entering her nostrils.
Then, a peerlessly handsome face appeared in her eyes. The features, godlike and stunning without a trace of flaw, seemed to emit a faint glow.
"Pervert!" Mu Ge gritted her teeth and squeezed out the word.
The newcomer was startled, and the word 'pervert' crawled into his heart like ants through his ears. Those teeth-gritting words reminded him of their first meeting.
