Zhang Ziwen walked out of the police station, looking up at the sky. The sky was very blue, the sunlight was scorching, and it was already past 2 p.m. He felt the stubble on his chin, gave a bitter smile, and shook his head, feeling a bit helpless...
Not far across the street, a charming figure came into his sight. She was flying towards him like a little bird. Why was she here? A warm surge welled up in Zhang Ziwen's heart, and he spread his arms...
Zhang Ziwen held the soft body tightly in his arms. He desperately needed the warm and full feeling it provided. Gentle Tang Shu, the sweet girl who knows how to comfort people, selflessly threw her whole soft body into his arms, and her beautiful face gently rubbed against his...
Zhang Ziwen felt the wetness on his face. A few drops slid from his cheeks to his neck. He sighed inwardly, this girl...
