C164 A Greeting Gift

The man looked at her obediently lying in his arms, his tone gentle, and no matter how angry he was in his heart, he calmed down.

He held her soft waist, his chin against her hair, and sighed helplessly. He really couldn't do anything to her.

Shen Xingwan was in the man's arms, sniffing the familiar fragrance. She was mentally exhausted and fell asleep in a daze.

During this period of time