C705 He Had to Keep a Low Profile

His beloved wife had a little yellow daisies on her long hair, and there was a hint of loneliness in her soft but miraculous touch that made him feel moved and warm.

He walked over, hugged her, and pressed her against the wall.

She was in his arms. She was as obedient as a porcelain doll.

He couldn't help but hold her in his arms again and put her on his lips.

After a long time