Holding Yin Xueyang tightly in his arms, Li Zhiyan was unwilling to be apart from her for even a single moment.
At this point, his feelings for this woman ran extremely deep. The love he felt for Yin Xueyang was completely genuine, without a trace of falsehood.
"Go to my room. The things are in my room." Yin Xueyang's breathing was growing shallow and rapid.
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