C129 Snow Charcoal

The phone on the bedside table only rang, and was immediately pushed away by Hee Fannhsing's hand that came out from under the blanket. He lowered his head to look at the person in his embrace, the soft hair covering his eyes, and the blanket covering his mouth, revealing only the tip of his nose.

Hee Fannhsing couldn't help but go over and kiss him