AR: Ch 40

  Ji Yi looked at the face close at hand, breathing tightly.     Closer, I’m going to kiss…     “Didi—” At     this time, the car on the roadside honked the horn, interrupting the ambiguous atmosphere.     Ji Yi quickly withdrew from him, pointing to the red string on his wrist, stammering? and said: “Dai, wear it, I, I willContinue reading “AR: Ch 40”