The young man Xiao i works
her head resting on his shoulder as she slept.Long braids, round cheeks softly resting against his shoulder, lips soft and moist, like a rabbit that poses no threat.His gaze was deep, and for some rea..., and hard to get close to.As she spoke, she suddenly reached out and took off Rong Zhaonan's glasses: "Don't wear these glasses, one of the lenses is broken. Be careful, the glass might poke your eye...