The quiet life of a princess

Chapter 189 Unable to let go of the hand (5)

Without thinking about it, she turned and ran.

It's a pity that no matter how fast she is, she is just an ordinary person.

Xia Chenxi effortlessly hugged her from behind.

Then, his breath pressed over like a black cloud, and the faint lotus fragrance permeated the air around her, and some pictures involuntarily appeared in her mind.

In the picture, he is also holding him like this.

His icy palm covered her mouth like a ghost, and his slender arms imprisoned her waist. His person was like a thousand-year-old ice, a thousand-year-old pool, and the air seemed to be frozen by him, but she had never been able to escape. he.

With the appearance of Xia Chenxi, those missed memories came back to Liu Yiting's mind bit by bit.It's just, what seems to be missing?
She seemed to have forgotten an extremely important thing.

where is it?

Liu Yiting thought hard.

what is it then?

"Tell me, what did you hear? What do you know?" Xia Chenxi's tone was cold, as if from the ghost of hell.

His hand, just as she remembered, covered her mouth.

His arms wrapped around her firmly from behind.

Just like Sun Wukong couldn't escape Wuzhi Mountain of Tathagata Buddha, Liu Yiting couldn't escape Xia Chenxi's palm either.

Liu Yiting uttered two "huh" to indicate that she was silenced and unable to speak.

Xia Chenxi threatened her in a low voice, saying: "Don't speak loudly, and don't move around, otherwise I can't promise not to hurt you, understand?"

Liu Yiting nodded.

Her little heart beat several heavy syllables between his words.

I don't know if it was because he got too close that she was shy, or if his words scared her.

In short, she stopped all struggling movements and was hugged obediently by him.

Yes, their movements are too intimate, rather than grabbing and being caught, it's more like hugging and being hugged, more like lovers than enemies.

Xia Chenxi let go, but did not let her go, reminding: "You can talk now."

"Uh..." Liu Yiting said with some embarrassment: "I think, we can put a little distance away so that my head can clear up. You are too close, so I can't think."

She's a little confused right now.

The beauty is in her arms... No, she is in the beauty's arms, and she is still a femme fatale. She no longer knows whether she should laugh or cry. After all, she loves beauties, but she doesn't like being abused.

(End of this chapter)