Still not willing to tell myself.
Mu Wan suppressed her distaste and said, "Hmm," in a somewhat irritated tone.
Qin Mu looked at the woman pouting, leaned down, and his thin lips landed on hers—his dark eyes filled with a dazzling glow.
This version of Mu Wan was just too adorable.
Mu Wan, enveloped in Qin Mu's embrace and kiss, couldn't help but wrap her small arms around his neck, savoring the man's presence.
Hmm...
A serene happiness flowed between the two of them.
It was very warm and cozy.
The two fell asleep in each other's arms; Mu Wan had a sweet dream in Qin Mu's embrace.
As for Qin Mu... he could finally understand Gu Mochen's feelings.
Hmm... A woman's graceful figure before him.
Everything about that grace...
But... Shit!
Only able to look, not touch, that feeling was really... uncomfortable.
Especially since Mu Wan didn't wear any perfume—only the faint scent of body wash, and yet he found himself so captivated by it.
