"At the entrance of the hallway where we first met, one glimpse of Jiang He doomed me for life."
After a while, the figure lying on a sofa let out a long sigh, unable to suppress the tiny flame in his heart any longer.
It's not possible to just have a chat without it meaning more. Once he truly breached Jiang He's heart, it would definitely be a grand wedding sedan to carry her through his door. Otherwise, the scene of the Heavenly Sword piercing his chest would be reenacted in reality.
Jiang He fiddled with her hair, savoring the words he had just said, and pursed her lips without making a sound.
"Jiang He..."
Xu Qing sighed deeply, turning his head to look at Jiang He sitting on the stool.
The Jiang He sitting there had a lovely figure that even the baggy pajamas could not hide, with her delicate curves revealed.
Her calves, her waist, they were all so tempting.
One move and it would be for a lifetime.
