She wore a relief smile and continued calling her by name, kissing her hair, cheek, brows, and eyes. He even wanted to be entangled with her like this until he died.
Lanxi's heart melted into a puddle of water. With a cunning smile on his face, he touched Cheng's face, neck with his fingers stained with orange's juice, which made him feel sticky on his hair and body.
Mu Yichen's deep eyes were full of deep love. He allowed her to make trouble. When she went too far, he gently turned his face and kissed her petite and soft earlobe through her hair. She immediately exclaimed and became honest. She nervously wiped his shirt with her thick skin, and she wanted to cry even more.
However, Mu Yichen held her tightly and said in a magnetic, low voice, "Lanxi, did I say that I love you?"
Lan Xi
