"Okay." Griffin said, holding Emmett's waist with one hand, holding a pen in his right hand, and carefully signed his name with the pen tip under his collarbone and on the skin covering his heart.
The color contrast between the fair skin and the black handwriting is very obvious, and it is as beautiful as deep carvings.
Griffin watched almost obsessively, and couldn't help lowering his head and pressing a k!ss behind the word "Yue". Being scratched by the tip of the pen, Emmett was already a little sensitive. As a result, the place where Griffin kissed her felt like it was about to burn.
------My heart was about to be roasted. Ye Xianxian thought about the scene and laughed directly.
Griffin's breath brushed through the pink sugar granules, and Ye Shanxuan felt itchy. He took another breath, and his heart rate also accelerated ------ Well, it seems that my roasted heart can still survive. Stick to it.
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