C341 Your Pheromone 22

Lin Jinan was about to suffocate. He reached out his hand to push it, but he couldn't.

"Zhao Keyang, can you get up first? I can't breathe anymore …" Lin Jinan softened his voice and patted the back of the man's hand with difficulty.

"Jinan, my good Jinan, let's be together. All these years, I've missed you a lot." Zhao Keyang mumbled and refused to let go