The Young Lad's Charm Chapter 89

Avery Fang only felt that his mind was blank now, and his whole person was in a state of downtime.

She subconsciously held her breath because Ryan was too close to her, and the strong aquatic scent made her brain confused.

She lowered her head slightly and rested her forehead on Ryan's shoulder. She didn't want Ryan to see her panic at the moment. The wrist held by Ryan stayed stiffly in his hand. Avery Fang just I felt completely overwhelmed.

I don't know how much time pa**ed, but Avery Fang only heard Ryan chuckle softly: "Stop talking? Are you not satisfied with my answer?"

Avery Fang came back to his senses, turned his head away from Ryan, raised his other hand that was not held by Ryan and put it on his shoulder slightly, thinking of pushing him away first to calm down for a while.