C195 Cooked Rice with Uncooked Rice

Xia Yan's emotions were always controlled, even if he silently cried in the room, he would never make a sound.

Seeing that her smile was really stiff, Hei Hao sighed helplessly. He waved his long arm and rubbed her into his embrace. He pressed the back of Xia Xun's head with his hand and pressed her face against his chest