C787 Han Jinxiang's Doubt

"I know. " Yi Lanyou replied and held Long Tianqi's hand. How could she not be the same?

. . . "" Their eyes met and Long Tianqi leaned forward to kiss Yi Lanyou's lips.

He gently closed his eyes. Yi Lanyou could feel him getting closer and closer, and she could feel his breathing.

The distance between their lips was getting closer and closer, and their breathing also gradually became hurried