C781 I'm Starting to Care about the Warmth

In the ward, Jiang Lingfeng looked at the news about Warmth on the computer screen with his dark eyes.

Warmth, was it framed, or was it sexual intercourse, or was it lascivious lascivious lasciviousness?

Instinct told him it was the former.

Putting the computer aside, his eyes swept over the two thermos at the side, and the scene of a woman feeding him inadvertently flashed in his mind