Stoic top x soft bottom

ng. It turns out Zheng Feng isn't just unwilling to help me with a simple task... But what he's doing now... I feel his breathing quicken, and my eyes darken. My voice drops to a warning, low and me...Ning Shu noticed the other person standing behind him.

I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

He looked serious and, following the instructions, raised his arm, holding a basketball in his hand.

The next moment, he was lifted up from the waist. The man's strong arms held him tight, and the young boy widened his eyes in surprise and confusion: "Sh...Mr. Shen"

At the same time, Ning Shu also had a strange sense of shame.

He wasn't short or light, standing at a solid 1 meter and eighty centimeters. However, he was now being effortlessly lifted high in the air by the man behind him.lip. Suddenly remembering, I wasn't tripped or anything, nor did I bury my face in that embarrassing position near the boy...Ning Shu's body wasn't placed here by Ling Ling. It wasn't a hollow shell...