Leng Muchen holds her tightly in her arms, agrees with her and is warm.

"I love you." Qin Yafu took the initiative to stick his lips and responded to his enthusiasm.

Leng Muchen's big palm was on her back. "Me too." He murmured softly.

After the warmth, she pillowed her head on his arm and put it into his arms.

Leng Muchen circled her waist and sided her face. His lips lightly swept over her lips. "Are you tired?"

She was his addict, years ago.

So he couldn't let go. All his life, he couldn't let go.

Qin Yafeng shakes her head lightly. Everything is changing between her and him,...