C139 Eat You

When her tender lips pressed against his, she smelled a faint scent of herbs, which was very familiar. Qiu yueru couldn't help but frown.

"Why does it smell like my mom's lipstick?" Qiu yueru raised his head and asked.

"Ah?" "How could it be … It should be yours …" Feng qingyang was very nervous in his heart, but his face was calm. He shook his head with a face full of certainty