I'll Watch Over You

Xie Jiuhan laid on his side beside the woman. As he admired the soft and warm fragrance in his arms, he felt the smoothness and softness on his fingertips. Feng Qing looked at the man's breathtakingly handsome face without blinking. Her gaze was as if she was looking up to the god in her heart.

The two of them were pressed against each other, nose to nose, and they could feel each other's breathing. The man's domineering and hot male hormones filled Feng Qing's nostrils. This aura was like a softener, making Feng Qing's body gradually soften.