"Mr. Li, are you considered a sao disturb?"

She touched her pajamas and kept doing psychological construction for herself.

Fuck!

The more Song Yan thought about it, the more he felt the fire was getting hot and even a little nervous.

"Not count."

Li Beiting shook his head decisively.

Song Yan's hand held the hem of his pajamas.

Her skin is very white, so white that it is dazzling. Few see girls as white as this white, but they are very white and healthy, unlike pathological pale.

When you are in love, you will feel a little bit of a slight color, which makes people want to stop just one glance. No.

"Song Yan, has anyone ever said that you are very naive?"

Li Beiting's words were divided into several paragraphs. Song Yan's hands trembled and almost let go of her half-tugged clothes. She shook her head randomly.

At this time, she was not as energetic as Li Beiting's words. His unrestrained and unavoidable gaze made her forget who she was and where she was.

She took a deep breath, quickly took off her pajamas and covered Li Beiting's head.
Chapter completed!