Chapter 27 Bewitchingly Purple Grapes
Before Chen Bin could react, he felt a burning hot, delicate body curling up in his arms.
Facing this sudden change, he was frightened into instant sobriety.
It was only through the faint moonlight coming in from the window that he could barely make out that the woman had curly hair.
What the fuck, it’s actually Li Mengying!
How did she come here?
As Chen Bin was puzzled, the Li Mengying in his arms spoke softly, almost as if she were dreaming.
"Sister Zhao, I’m so cold, hold... hold me tight..."
Seeing Li Mengying looking so pitiful, Chen Bin subconsciously stretched out his arms and held her tight.
Facing the strong scent of male pheromones, Li Mengying suddenly felt very comfortable.
An unprecedented sense of security spread throughout her body.