C157 Gold assassin?

Yan Qiu lay down on the bed like a fish jumping. It had been a long time since he had felt the happiness of lying in a human bed. Yan Qiu's eyes could not help but moisten. In front of his eyes, he once again thought back to that small but very warm bed. The feeling of Xue'er in his embrace …

All of this was about to reach him again! Yan Qiu had actually fallen asleep in such a daze