C292 To dinner

At this moment, Duan Hong was half-lying in Liang Youchang's embrace, breathing in the faint fragrance with all his might. He knew that this was not the smell of makeup, but Liang Youchang's innate ability.

He had savored the smell when he was at the same table as her as a child.

At this moment, Duan Hong's heart felt very calm. Surprisingly