the hands are tightly held, and the skin is only hot. The heart is confused by admitting that he likes him. The small face is very quiet, and the light expression seems that the cunning person just is not her at all. It's not enough for Shen Muyang to hold on to the snow with one hand in the carriage. As soon as the carriage moves together and follows the backward trend, she holds her shoulder. Then his two hands tightly hold the angry and lovely woman.

close to his arms, he can smell his unique breath. The warm breath in his ear is annoying. The temperature of embracing gradually...