C20 How Much Longer Do You Want to Hold Me

It was dark and clear, like a clear spring flowing out of a mountain stream without any blemishes. Zhan Sijue's eyes darkened slightly when he saw the contrast between his black hair and his snow-white skin.

Suddenly, he thought of Zhan Chenye's big ruckus, his expression was no longer as thoughtful and reserved as before, and his eyes became a little colder