C447 Can You Let Me Go Now

Chu Zimo, who was still on her collarbone, lifted his lips to cover her slightly opened mouth.

The current her was as soft as spring water, she didn't need him to be strong.

He rolled her onto the bed and gently pressed her, stretching out his long arm and pulling the quilt to cover their entanglement.

When the clothes fell to the ground, Murong Sishi became focused again