C40 You're Imagining Things?

My mind was in a trance, and the familiar smell lingered at the tip of my nose. I took a greedy breath, and I lost control of myself.

I held Tang Yuchen in my arms. At this moment, his eyes were closed. His slightly curled eyelashes trembled slightly, drawing a shadow under his eyes. His handsome face exuded his elegant temperament and elegance. The past me fell in love with this kind of him