Last night's brilliant starry sky seemed like a wonderful dream. When Lin Guo woke up in Jiang Yang's arms, it was already dawn. In the relatively comfortable back seat, the young man was leaning against the window with his head tilted, his other hand naturally wrapping himself around the blanket.
Unexpectedly, the other party could brake in time under such a good atmosphere as yesterday. While Lin Guo was impressed by the other party's good composure, he also wondered if his own charm had declined a little.
[I think he might just be afraid that you'll get hurt. After all, he doesn't know you have a cheat like Chrysanthemum Spirit.] In order to avoid being forced to recite scriptures again, Ling Shiyi, who had been silent for the whole night, whispered, [He played the blindfolded game right after confessing. Wait, he will definitely do it more boldly than those fan fictions.]
Before he could say anything, the alert young man immediately opened his eyes as soon as Lin Guo moved, and looked down at the man who was still a little confused in his arms. Jiang Yang smiled foolishly uncontrollably, then lowered his head and pecked Lin Guo's lips.
"morning."
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