Even Lu Chen himself could not understand this point, but his intuition told him that so far, he could only fully release himself when facing snow.
Of course, the release here was only on the body. It had nothing to do with complaining.
After a few rounds of the big fight, everything finally returned to peace. This time, the young master Lyu had a feeling of letting out a sigh of relief. What was worse was that he did not break through to the "general" level.
Snow White looked lazy as he laid in his embrace obediently. He even helped Ning Que to hand him a cigarette.
"Xiaoxue, you should have guessed my identity, right?" Lyu Chen leaned against the head of the couch, spitting out two smoke rings before asking.
In fact, the last time he wanted to tell Snow White his true identity. But
