Xiaoyue, if you weren't my sister...
I would never let you go!
Tonight he almost kissed her, but unfortunately, he still didn't get to in the end. However, he did get to hold her for a bit, and Bai Feng felt that was still a gain. Her body was really soft, very fragrant. When could he hold her forever without letting go? Embracing Su Xiaoyue did not soothe the intense fire suppressed in Bai Feng's heart; on the contrary, it stoked an even greater flame that seemed ready to ignite at any moment.
What he wanted was to go one step further.
Upstairs, Bai Tong was still crying.
No matter how Zhou Jingyun tried to comfort her, she couldn't calm down.
Bai Zhenhong knocked on the door and entered, seeing his beloved daughter still crying, tears wrenched his heart into knots. Seeing him come in, Zhou Jingyun walked over, pulled him aside, and they left the room, "Zhenhong, let Tongtong vent for a bit. After she stops crying, we can..."
"Does Tongtong know who plotted against her?"
