Rose Yun and Blake Cen's foreheads touched each other.
Blake Cen pecked Rose Yun's lips again and again, and felt that his heart almost melted after hearing what she said.
"I know."
His voice was hoarse, with a yawn that had not yet dissipated.
Blake Cen's hand with jagged fingers caressed Rose Yun's hair, then gently pushed her hair aside, lowered his hand to her delicate and slender neck, and kneaded/kneaded it again and again.
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