C788 My Cycle Is Coming

Under the bed, both of them wore thin silk pajamas. He held her tightly, her soft body pressed against his broad and firm embrace. This posture gave rise to a lot of warmth. Gentle.

It was as if he were sleeping with his wife in his arms.

Though she was, in name, his wife.

"Zhang Liang, how long are you going to sleep with me in your arms?" Chu Tianlang's cold eyes opened wide