C118 Non-violent Non-cooperative Resistance

Tian Lan didn't know what Zhao Min was thinking at all. She knew that Zhao Min would be surprised, but she didn't care. She wrapped her arms around Zhao Min's neck and crazily kissed Zhao Min under her faint scent of tobacco.

The next moment, Zhao Min's blood was boiling. He could no longer control the longing and longing she had for so many years