If King Yueyin really came to get something from himself or to plot something.
Then this kiss would be completely aimed at something on his body, with no emotions attached. But Yang Chen felt that if he hadn't mistaken it, King Yueyin's kiss just now was full of emotional fluctuations.
It's a longing for someone he hasn't seen in a long time.
Yang Chen was increasingly puzzled, staring intensely at King Yueyin, his hand trembling a little.
"King Yueyin, you..." Yang Chen didn't dare to press too hard, but King Yueyin's actions indeed made him somewhat clueless.
King Yueyin's laughter became even more charming with a teasing smile, a hint of enjoyment, making Yang Chen feel infinitely that her tender laugh was like someone he was familiar with.
"Yang Chen, you're really lucky to have King Yueyin's sweet kiss. Was it comfortable?" King Yueyin smiled like a hundred flowers blooming.
Yang Chen was stunned, "Who... who are you?"
