C83 Mother and Son

He came to her at last. However, he only reached out and captured a strand of her hair. He placed it under his nose and sniffed it gently. The smell of her body was always so fresh. It did not have the pungent smell of perfume. She was different, like an orchid in an empty valley.

Qin Yinuo kissed her hair and pulled her into his arms. His palm was on her back