Han yichu raised his eyebrows and looked at Shu qingwu with a smile, but he didn't say anything.
Shu qingwu looked at the gentle glow in his eyes and her face turned redder."Yi chuxuan."
Shu qingwu's tone was gentle and charming, and han yichu's eyes darkened.
Han yichu put his hand on Shu qingwu's shoulder, and he couldn't bear to let go of the silk-like feeling in his hand.
He used his fingers to caress Shu qingwu's collarbones. It was extremely beautiful, and every time he touched it, he would miss it. There were also traces of his love from the previous day.
Han yichu's eyes darkened when he saw the marks.
Shu qingwu saw the look in han yichu's eyes, and she knew what han yichu was thinking.
Shu qingwu's eyes were wet with tears as she looked at han yichu pitifully."Yichu, can I change my clothes? You turn around. "
