C157 The gloom of not leaving yet

The night passed.

Infinite gentleness …

Lin Yufan wanted me again and again, as if he wanted to melt me into his life, his blood, his bones …

"Eight o'clock, you know, I'm so happy!" Lin Yufan hugged me and lightly gasped for breath.

"Yufan, are we dreaming?" I looked at Lin Yufan and excitedly extended my finger, gesturing with it on his face and tracing the lines of his rather wide cheeks