C194 Xiao Chen You Bastard

At that moment, Xiaoli, who was being talked about, sneezed softly in her sleep, her nose pink like a sleeping kitten. She didn’t wake up, but Xiao Chen did.

The man, with his well-defined features, gently touched her face. Worried about waking her, he pulled his hand away, yet the soft sensation lingered, stirring something within him