C404 Pan wai yi yi yi hao vs cold and warmth

Lying on the bed." The untidy bedding draped lazily over his body, exposing a thin layer of sweat to the clear texture of his muscles in the air. In the dim light of the room, there was a difference. Confusion. Force.

However, he had just joined the fray. When she relaxed, she felt warm. Right now, she was like a obedient kitten that was curled up in Ihao's embrace. Her eyes were half open