C253 Centripetal scratching of heart

Under the light of the red candle, the curtain was filled with the warmth of spring.

Song Erhuai wrapped the blanket around her snow-white body and snuggled up to the emperor like a little kitten. Her two eyes sparkled as she looked at him, and her peach-colored cheeks were covered with the youthful love of a young girl.

Meng Qianzhong narrowed his eyes, and said with a gentle smile