Meet
Redakteur: Atlas Studios
Xia Mu looked up and saw a familiar face.
That demonically handsome and elegant face with a hint of smiling intent in his eyes made the man look like the peach flowers that bloomed in spring. It was the most mesmerizing shade of spring in the world.
Rong Xiu!
He was wearing a white robe with a black cloak, and the superior black fox fur fitted nicely with his jade-like appearance like the bright moon in the darkness of the night.
At this point, he was sitting at the side and was tightly pressed down by the person in his arms. One of his hands was on Xia Mu's waist, and the other was forcefully pressed against the wall of the horse carriage.
It seemed like he was the one being bullied.
The duo's bodies were stuck closely together. They were so close that they took in each other's breathing.
A small incense pot burned quietly in the horse carriage, causing the entire horse carriage's atmosphere to become warm and romantic.