Before Chen Bin could react, he felt a fiery warm body curl up in his arms.
Faced with this sudden change, he was startled and instantly sobered up.
Through the faint moonlight outside the window, he barely made out that this woman had curly hair.
Oh my god, it's Li Mengying!
Why would she come here?
As Chen Bin pondered, Li Mengying in his arms murmured softly, almost in a dream-like state.
"Sister Zhao, I'm so cold, hug… hug me tight…"
Looking at Li Mengying's pitiful appearance, Chen Bin instinctively stretched out his arms and held her tightly in his embrace.
Confronted with the strong scent of male hormones, Li Mengying suddenly felt very comfortable.
A sense of unprecedented safety enveloped her entire body.
Subconsciously, she glanced up at Chen Bin and murmured.
"Chen Bin, why is it you?"
"Mengying, you entered the wrong room. But it's okay, I'm here."
