C12 I Have an Insatiable Desire for Me

The clear feeling of a cold fingertip touching the skin entered Gong Lingchen's mind, causing him to lose his mind for a moment. His gaze unconsciously stopped on Yang Xuanyin's delicate and pretty face.

His eyelashes were like butterfly wings, and his brows were like a shallow river.

His appearance was delicate and handsome, unlike that of other men who were masculine