C87 He's Getting Worse and Worse

After Wen Yiyan replied, he turned his phone silent and put it back on the bedside table. He turned around and hugged Fannxing, sleeping together with her.

Fannxing slept until five o'clock in the afternoon. When she woke up, Wen Yiyan had already prepared dinner.

Without a doubt, another storm swept past.

In order to make her happy