C1216 Please Help Me

There he is, at ease.

"Where's Ho Yanzong?"

Sheng Xifang held her hand, and the two of them locked their fingers together.

He pulled her to sit on the sofa.

The next second, Zhao Chumian sat on his lap.

This posture...

Recently, he always liked to hug her like this.

It was as if he didn't hug her enough.

It was a good thing for a man to stick to him like this