Heartbeat after marr

Hua Ying remembered the lipstick imprint on Chen Xing's shirt yesterday, as well as the early morning dream.,on the opposite chair, the assistant is sorting out the data, looking up at Chen Xing, busy and lowering his head, the sound of breathing is unconsciously lowered, trying to reduce the sense of existence.,he had already gone to work when she got up, and the men had not been home until ten o'clock in the evening.。