C17 Impotence

The room was as dark as ink, only light seeped in through the gap between the curtains. Huo Lingye moved very close to her, so it was impossible to see her appearance.

But the familiar feeling made him absent-minded, as if he had instantly returned to three years ago, and hugged the girl that left a deep impression on him …

Huo Lingye felt like it was just a dream. His suite was always empty