C834 Protect Our Lord Watanabe 35
"What are you doing?"
Xu Qingdu was pulled into Soong Zhiye's arms by his shoulders. He leaned his head against Soong Zhiye's chin and put some distance between them.
Soong Zhiye still hadn't woken up. He held the soft Xu Qingdu in his arms and was stunned for a long time.
Xu Qingdu furrowed his brows in the face of this seemingly century long gaze
