For a man like him, the more cold and dark he was, the more he would be attracted to beautiful and simple things.
Feng Sinan’s fingers went through her black hair. He lowered his eyes and took a whiff of the fragrance on her body.
It was so fragrant.
It was the girl’s body fragrance that he had always been thinking about.
Feng Sinan’s protruding throat rolled up and down twice, directly kissing her red lips.
In her sleep, Su Xiaoying quickly furrowed her brows. She felt a huge rock pressing down on her body, making it difficult for her to breathe.
It was so uncomfortable.
The butterfly-like wings of a Cicada quivered uneasily. Su Xiaoying quickly opened her bright eyes.
In the next second, a handsome and noble face was infinitely magnified in her sight.
Feng Sinan.
Su Xiaoying’s head turned white. She was shocked and at a loss. She did not expect Feng Sinan to come back so late.
What was he doing?
