Someone is thinking of you again 4 more updates

  A warm and radiant smile, "What's the big deal about peach blossoms being numerous? They're all just rotten peach blossoms."

  "Brew coffee!" Ye Fei Mo's eyes twitched at the corners, his words cold and severe.

  "No." Wēnnuǎn replied curtly and turned upstairs.

  Ye Fei Mo was furious.

  At night, sleeping was a big problem. Wearing the most conservative pajamas, Ye Fei Mo slept in the corner of the bed. When he came out of the bathroom, his chest was open, revealing a sturdy and beautiful chest. There were some water droplets on his chest, giving off an inexplicable sense of sensuality. His outline was originally handsome and unmatched, like a delicate work of art. In this dim light, he had an air of mystery, elegance, and refinement. He was a man who indulged in desires, yet he had a face that seemed to forbid desire. When he wore his uniform, both men and women had the urge to pounce on him.

  Such a leafy non-ink, really sexy to the extreme.

  She gave him a warm glance and her heart skipped a beat. Ye Fei Mo was indeed a 360-degree, all-around handsome man. She had always been particular about appearances, and being with such a man in the same room, living together, was truly a challenge.

  Pfft, warmth, wake up, don't be blinded by lust. This kind of man is not worth it, and you can't afford to provoke him either. Don't look for trouble yourself.

  Ye Fei Mo saw her hastily turn away, the corners of her lips rising, warm and intelligent, but after all, she was just a little girl, and in this regard, her thoughts were like blank paper, he could see what she was thinking at a glance.

  He had to admit that her infatuated gaze just now made him proud for a moment.

  Good-looking men still have an advantage, especially when the other party is a flower-crazy person who judges people by their appearance.

  He wasn't really interested at first, but her gaze made him feel like he was on fire. He couldn't believe that there were still women who could set his body aflame with just one look, a feeling he had never experienced before.

  Ye Fei Mo lifted up the quilt and pulled her over, holding her in his arms.

  Warmth was shocked, her face flushed, Ye Fei Mo had already started to undress her. Warmth struggled, her hands pressed against Ye Fei Mo's chest, his face in the dim light was cold and gloomy, yet there was a fierce flame burning within.