Yan Hua's fingertips brushed playfully against Bo Yan's hips.
Bo Yan's desire which had faded, burned up again.
But her body was not fit to do it continuously.
As he held her hand that was moving around, he pinched her fingertips. "Huahua, stop playing around."
Raising her head from his chest, Yan Hua looked at his good-looking jaw and asked softly, "Bo Yan, have you thought of finding your biological parents?"
Bo Yan shook his head. "No."
"Maybe they didn't abandon you because they didn't love you?" Someday, when she left him, he might still be lonely with only Little Apple by his side.
If he still had parents, maybe it would be different.
"Huahua, the parents from the Bo family are the closest people to me in my heart."
Yan Hua nodded. She suddenly thought of Mu Sihan and Nan Zhi and sighed. "I don't know when Young Master Mu will recover. I really can't believe it was his brother who did all those things to him!"
