C1024 My Wife Made It

Zhencan sobbed silently.

Qingsong held her hand tightly and did not let go.

When they arrived at the hotel, Qingsong held an ink mirror on Zhencan's face. He was wearing a cap and a mask.

Just like that, he led her across the lobby and into the elevator. She was always obedient and snuggled up to him like when they were little.

However, compared to when they were young