C75 The Sindhi

Zhao Yiming licked his lips. There was still a lingering fragrance on his lips. He was now sure that his first kiss was gone, but he did not feel anything at all.

He lowered his head to look at Xia Zi, who was in his arms. Coincidentally, she had also lifted her head to look at him. The two of them looked at each other and were both stunned