Shen Yian Song Lin

Song Lin looked at the woman in front of him. Her clear eyes, and her skin that flushed a faint red for a moment, made the freckles on her nose even more vivid.,Song Lin gritted his teeth, a hint of forbearance appearing on his stern face. He covered his head and straightened his body.,Shen Yian was pulled to sit beside Song Lin, a hot egg placed on his forehead, it felt quite comfortable.。