In the center of the living room, Xiao Feng was sitting in the middle of the longest sofa in an incomparably depressing manner.

He stretched out his body completely, leaning against the sofa in a sprawl. Ling was sitting between his legs and leaning against his chest. She was slim, soft and light, just like a delicate and perfect doll.

He felt as if holding a very beautiful doll that was light and thin. Ling’s current temperature was a bit high. Probably affected ...