Chapter 595 Late Night Call
- Afterwards, Fu Yanheng bit the unlit cigarette and wanted to take Wen Miaomiao to the bathroom for a shower.
- The blush on Wen Miaomiao's face had not faded yet, and she lay tiredly naked under the blanket, her body curled up like a shrimp.
- Fu Yanheng's warm hand pressed against her waist, leaning half of his body towards her, his thin lips touching her sweaty face.