C37 Who Was She

The sun is fading, the breeze is blowing, the woman in front of me looks so cute.

The corner of his mouth curled up. He lowered his head and kissed her hair gently.

"Xiaoya..."

He lowered his head and the sweet scent from the woman's body entered his nostrils. He was drunk by this smell and felt that his breathing was unsteady. His lips moved to her lips again