C61 Longevity Star
The man had no intention of getting out of bed.
Qin Zixia was only a woman, but she was not a match for Xi Qiujie's weight. Instead, he was dragged down onto the bed. He moved his nose. The faint smell of oil smoke did not seem to be as annoying as he had imagined.
His hand inadvertently swept across his chest, his eyes half-closed as he smiled.
"Nope
