C328 Return to Jinling

Qiao Yiyi was woken up by a warm touch. She did not open her eyes and only slightly raised her face to meet his kiss.

The morning kiss did not have any desire. It was gentle and lustrous. Mo Xiling used his lips and tongue to confess his love bit by bit.

After a long time, he finally let go and called her with a hoarse voice, "Good morning, Qiao