Tao Yi's brain "buzzed" a sound, she lowered her head, Mo Tianze pure sleeping face is under her eyes, sleeping soundly. Who is

?

Turn your head forcefully, raise your eyes, a pair of dark, bright and deep eyes, the owner of the eyes so close, is looking at her.

It must be a dream. Tao Yi pinched his thigh hard.

hurts!

That's not a dream.

The two are so close that they can touch their lips with a second touch of Tao Yi.

The strange and familiar breath sprayed on Taoyi's face, causing her to flutter and almost stop breathing.

Suddenly, Tao Yi's nervousness eased again.

These eyes are...