Lu Yi hugged Wen Qing from behind and kissed her earlobe.

"Like it?"

The voice is as mellow and sexy as ever.

The woman keeps nodding

"like"

How could you not like it? When he was working, he gave time to acting, but when he was resting, he gave all the time to himself.

He painted so many paintings despite exhaustion.

How could you not like it?

Lu Yi gently left a kiss on her face

"Aqing, do you know? This is how I felt when I saw ...