Wish I could merge her into my very being.
Perhaps it's love that's gone deep into the bones.
Such a deep affection.
At this moment she asked herself, do I really want to do it?
Scenes from the past two years flashed by like a revolving lantern, she was unwilling, she had worked so hard, clearly there was a chance...
Taking a deep breath, she turned and left the hospital.
"You are mine." He said with a domineering, urgent tone, his chin resting on her shoulder, slightly out of breath.
Yun Ya closed her eyes briefly and gently smiled: "Brother Yan, I am yours."
Lovers are always anxious, like Brother Yan, like her.
Because they care too much, they're too afraid of losing.
In a past life, I let you go, this life, I will hold onto your hand tightly, and nothing, no force, will separate us.
Yan Song's physique is good, he healed quickly from his injuries, the wound on his back scabbed over in three days.
Discharged in the afternoon.
