Was Jiang Haifeng really alive?
If he was alive, why couldn't anyone find him before?
"That's not important. What's important is that he will come back."
Feng Sheng held the back of Luo Yangyang's head with his large palm and pulled her into his arms.
Both of them were naked. When Luo Yangyang's nose touched Feng Sheng's chest, her entire face was pressed against his bronze skin.
Her little face was pressed against Feng Sheng's warm chest. Listening to his strong heartbeat, Luo Yangyang's heart gradually calmed down.
Jiang Haifeng was still alive. Feng Sheng should be fine when he returned.
Feng Sheng, who had only slept for less than two hours, wanted to hug Luo Yangyang and continue sleeping.
However, Luo Yangyang, who had been hungry since she woke up, struggled to get up in his arms.
"It's still early. Let's sleep for a while."
Feng Sheng's eyes were closed. When he sensed that Luo Yangyang was about to get up, he hugged her even tighter.
