"How about being my queen?" Yin Sheng blocked Yan Lin's path.
"Dream." Yan Lin kicked him away.
"How about being my queen?" Yin Sheng stroked Yan Lin's lips and smiled.
"Bastard." Yan Lin punched away the blood.
"How about being my queen?" Yin Sheng said seriously, staring at the person in his arms.
"Whatever." Yan Lin buried his head firmly, wishing to crawl into the cracks in the ground.
Finally, he was deceived. Yin Sheng smiled with an incomprehensible look on his face. Looking at Yan Lin's red ears, he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her.
"Ugh... Bastard." [Yan Lin, so arrogant.