An Xiaoni was suddenly swept off her feet, her body trembling as she instinctively hooked her arms around Quan Ying’s waist like a koala. With one turn, Quan Ying pinned her against the cold wall. Her hands, having nowhere to rest, pressed against his chest.
They were in the way.
Quan Ying grabbed her wrists and pulled them up, forcing her arms to loop around his neck.
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