C1689 Thirty-six Years after Twelve Years

Ye Lan held her little hand tightly, "When you were 18, I heard that the door of the house was broken by someone."

"Lan'er, look at me." Qingqing hugged his waist and stopped in a pavilion in the garden.

Ye Lan stared into Soong Qing's eyes and felt that his eyes were full of himself.

Soong Qing pressed a fragrant and soft lips on his lips, "I only belong to you. No matter how long it takes