Ye Tianxin's Entire Body Turned Soft From Li Qingcang's Kisses

"Tianxin, if Gungun moved into the Lang Garden, what if other people think that she's your illegitimate child and damage your reputation?"

Ye TIanxin's face turned pale from Li Qingcang's wild imagination.

"That can't happen, right? I mean, I couldn't have given birth to a child at just 15 or 16!"

"It's possible! In some rural areas in the mountains or countryside, girls can become mothers at just 12 or 13 years old."

Li Qingcang lifted Ye Tianxin's chin with his hand. His thin lips pressed onto Ye Tianxin's tender, cherry lips, and savored its taste as he gently kissed her.

Just outside the bathroom, behind the wall, Gu Yanchen's face was filled with shock.

It's him.

It's him.

He's still alive.

Li Qingcang is still alive.

If this dream was a reality, it would be very normal for Li Qingcang to still be alive.