C182 Don't Think about Kidnapping My Mother(1)

Tang Ze supported his head with one hand and laid on the side. He looked at Jiaang Xin with interest and was stunned. His face slowly turned from pink to red.

He tidied up her messy hair because she was sleeping. His fingertips cut across her face. The temperature was very high. He withdrew his hand and lazily said, "Morning."

Seeing that she was still in a daze, her playful heart grew bigger