C25 Never

Mu Tingxiao was slightly stunned. He raised his head, his forehead still pressed against her brow.

she asked softly.

"What's wrong?"

"It doesn't smell good." Ye Fanwei frowned. "The smell of smoke in your mouth."

Mu Chen chuckled, his thin lips curved into a beautiful crescent moon. Under the dim light, there was an indescribable charm