Xia Yihan kept retreating and wanted to escape. Yezimo took the shoulder of Xia Yihan forcefully and put on the soft side of day and night thinking with cruel intention.

The rust scent passes between two people's softness, their lips and teeth depend on each other, and they are close enough to see each other's eyes focused on themselves.

Xia Yihan feels that her heart can't restrain her shouting, but she can't control it. Leaf ink sticks to the lips and pulls out a smile.

Xia Yihan was enraged, biting the leaf ink fiercely, watching the leaf ink retreat fiercely and wipe his lips fiercely, roaring: "It's fun, isn't it?"...