C417 Hurry up

That night, Tang Mohan and Su Momo were very warm. He was especially patient and gentle.

"Mohan. . . "

After a long time, Su Momo seemed to be in a daze from sleep. Tang Mohan wiped her hair.

In the summer, when the wind blew, it was a little hot. Tang Mohan was very considerate and used a towel to slowly dry his head. His long fingers gently caressed her black hair