20 | twenty
Because I'd lay my head on his chest for hours; hand on his face, and the small carvings would never shift from beneath my fingers.
Changbin never stops smiling.
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Because I'd lay my head on his chest for hours; hand on his face, and the small carvings would never shift from beneath my fingers.
Changbin never stops smiling.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top