Yang Ming's hand seized Qin Feiyan's hand, Qin Feiyan's heart was almost jumping to her throat, she had never been so excited, can not say a taste.

I feel happy, excited, and even impulsive.

Suddenly she had an impulse. For the first time in twenty years, she held Yang Ming's hand tightly and gasped a little.

Yang Ming was holding her soft little hand, but now she caught it. Yang Ming knew that the woman was touched by herself.

The hands of the two people are firmly grasped, but both of them are in control of themselves. Yang Ming is thinking about that. It should be said that all men...