C224 I Confiscated It

After an indeterminate amount of time, Zhou Wen emerged from Yin Xueyao's room. The scent of her perfume seemed to cling to his lips, and the silky softness of her touch lingered on his hands. With a look of resignation, Zhou Wen slowly made his way downstairs, gazing up at the sky before letting out a long sigh. Indeed, trouble was bound to arise when a man and woman shared a room alone