C96 Yan Wanwan Slept with the Judge

Last night the curtain wasn't pulled, and the morning light just shone on the bed.

Fu Sihan opened his eyes and saw that the woman in his arms had crawled into his arms like a cat in order to avoid the light.

She seemed to be a little cold, and her soft and delicate hands were touching his lower back to warm him up. It was sticky and sticky.

From his angle