C862 White Boll 16

When they were children, Yi Yunqing put the sleeping Bai Ling on the bed, but he was not in the mood to sleep. He sat on the bed and caressed her long hair. He couldn't help but smile.

After recovering what he had lost, he was cherished by others. Especially now that he knew what he wanted to do, he didn't want to leave even for a moment. He was afraid that she would never come back