C55 Choice

The next morning, Du Jinnian woke up first. Cheng Zinuo was still sleeping in his arms.

Perhaps Cheng Zinuo had had an unhappy dream. Her brows were knitted tightly, like a small mountain.

Du Jinnian's heart ached for some reason. He couldn't help but reach out his hand and swipe his long finger across Cheng Zinuo's delicate face, then it fell on that gorgeous "red rose".

Zinuo