Yan Sheng looked up at him, his eyes were curved into a crescent shape, his eyes were bright, and his black eyes were shining, brighter than the stars in the sky.

Fu Zhan lowered her eyes and gradually lowered her head, until a kiss fell lightly on her red lips.

One touch away.

"When we're busy for a while, let's find a time to travel, okay." Yan Sheng said softly, his voice a little flattering.

Fu Zhan bowed slightly, "Well, me."

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