The Imperial Concubi

A few steps forward, Bei Chenlin approached Yun Annan's face. The distance between the two was so close that they could feel each other's cheek warmth.,With a pillow in tow, Bei Chen Lin hurled himself at Yun An An like a weapon, pinning her tightly beneath him.,Feeling the icy coldness in his embrace, Beichen Lin's voice was hoarse.。