Huangfu Ziyan, who had just experienced personnel affairs, was contrary to his usual savagery, his eyes and voice were full of maddening charm, as if he had completed the transformation from a girl to a woman in an instant.
How long has it been since you felt this way?
The last time, and the only time before, was with Jing Aoxue in the forest of Qingmeng Mountain overnight, followed by fighting and promotion, and there was no time to think about it.
Like a ignited fire, Chen Han galloped crazily, taking whatever he wanted, and the whole bedroom was filled with a different kind of charm and tenderness.
"Chen Han... loves me..." Huangfu Ziyan's voice made him unable to extricate himself.
"Zi Yan, I love you..."
After a long time, he kissed the pink lips lightly, put that little head in the crook of his arms, and then Chen Han turned sideways to look carefully at the lovely girl in his arms.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!