Suddenly, Zhou Lian was struck by these words.

He actually stood there without making any unnecessary movements for a long time.

It wasn't until Song Ci turned over and fell asleep with the quilt under his arms that Zhou Lian breathed a faint sigh of relief.

He touched his sleeves.

The girl's hot body temperature seemed to still remain.

For no reason, Zhou Lian thought of Lu Xingzhi.

He was lively, cheerful, young and energetic, and seemed to be ...