[Tolerate the deep and affectionate attack/25 years old/×Soft and glutinous straight ball and burst into tears/23 years old/]
Shuangjie + two-way rush + 1v1 + daily Xiang Xiaotian text ^_^.
"Brother Wei Yan..." Bai Jinan's voice trembled.
Wei Yan looked at him quietly for three seconds, then raised his hand to press down his raised wet hair: "Go to sleep."
At night, Bai Jin'an nuzzled up to Wei Yan's side and whispered, "I'm cold." The hand was pressed against his waist through the quilt, with a burning warmth.
"Is it still cold?" Wei Yan's voice was low and hoarse, making his eardrums numb.
Bai Jinan shook his head and nodded again. He wasn't actually cold, he just wanted that hand to stay a little longer.
"You seem different today."
Wei Yan didn't answer, but held his shoulder tightly.
