Lin Mubai wished this moment could just stop.
Just holding the little woman in his arms quietly until the day the world ends. But tonight the timing and setting were wrong. Sure enough, that group of people upstairs called again. Lin Mubai, with one arm around the woman in his arms, reluctantly took out the phone from his pocket with the other hand and answered. Immediately, Lan Xinxi's crisp, impatient voice came through: "Hey, where have you all disappeared to? Did you fall into the toilet or what? The day is almost breaking, and you still haven't come."
"Coming right away." After throwing these three words to the phone, Lin Mubai directly hung up.
At this time, An Nan also retreated from his embrace. Her face was still flushed with shy pink, giving that originally not particularly striking face a unique charm, making the man in front of her widen his eyes, reluctant to look away for a long time.
Can he just take this woman home now?
