C113 The Taste of Love

Feeling his beauty, Ling Yun'er rubbed her little head against his chest, making love with him. These delicate little bits and pieces, the feeling of being in love was something he had never felt in his twenty-six years of life.

At this moment, Hee Hanyu didn't know that Ling Yun'er's tears were already flowing out. She was sticking close to his elastic chest