C134 Will You Wash My Hair for Life(2)

He did not care about how long it had been, and only cared about what he had once had. This was probably what he meant.

An Muran looked back at Zhou Yiann's serious eyes, retracting her bashfulness, and said slowly, "I don't regret it, I …"

Before the woman finished talking, Zhou Yiann couldn't wait to bend down and kiss An Muran's lips. He kissed her passionately