Looking at Xia Yihan in this way, let Yezimo feel soft.

"It's all my fault. It's me who came late and wronged you."

Yezimo quietly embraced Xia Yihan, murmuring in her ear in a gentle voice that could no longer be gentle.

Xia Yihan couldn't hear what he was talking about at all. She just felt that there was a heat in her ear, which made her itch to laugh.

"Ha ha... Ha ha... It is really comfortable. It smells good on you."

Xia Yihan still closed her eyes tightly. Her face rubbed on Yezimo's body, making Yezimo hold her tighter unconsciously.

"I'll take you home." Ye Zimo snapped his...