Chapitre 1252: Not Worthy Of The Young Master

Jiang Qiran's eyes were dark. In the dark night, he could not see Ye Linlang's sleeping face clearly. Moreover, in order not to disturb Ye Linlang, he could not turn on the lights.

The fragrance of a young girl floated into his nose. His throat moved, and his body felt inexplicably dry.

The young girl did not realize it at all. She just lay in his arms obediently, like a kitten that had retracted its claws and teeth. She was endlessly adorable.

The students in the class all said that Ye Linlang didn't look good. In fact, in Jiang Qiran's opinion, they didn't understand Ye Linlang's beauty at all.

Jiang Qiran lowered his head and used his fingers to trace Ye Linlang's brows and eyes.

These were her brows, her eyes, and her lips…

He moved carefully, afraid that he would wake Ye Linlang up.