C21 Stone Bed Mechanism

"Little Wushuang... Do you know who I am? I'm your fiancé, right? " Ling Shao whispered into Yan Wushuang's cheek, and then he rubbed Yan Wushuang's cheek.

Yan Wushuang could smell an indescribable fragrance on the tip of her nose. Her consciousness was attracted by the scent of the flower. She didn't know where she was, but there were always whispers in her ears. Yan Wushuang was at a loss