C85 Love Her Well

Xueluo let out a dissatisfied snort. She twisted her restless body and moved closer to Fenng Xinglang.

At this moment, Xueluo's actions were no longer controlled by her brain. How could she know how moving she was at this moment?

His gaze when looking at her was like a warm morning light that slowly slid across the surface of the lake, rippling with sparkling ripples