C246 You Can Only Belong to Me

‌

As soon as the day started, Lin Xinyan's phone on the bedside table started to vibrate.

In the dim light, on the big double bed — the woman curled up in the man's arms sleeping soundly, her head turned to the side, her head resting on the crook of his arm, her long hair like black silk spilling over the pillow.

Zong Jinghao slept very lightly. When he heard the sound