Lin Jiacuo's face turned red. He looked at her forbearably and whispered: "Don't do it, I, I'll touch it."

"You said the same last time."

"Yes, then I didn't break my promise last time, right?"

Shao Gangan opened his mouth and was speechless. He just moved when he moved her, but this time it was different, and the most private place was different.

She was extremely struggling in her heart, on the one hand, it was panic about the unknown, and on the other hand, it was the confusion and confusion brought by him. Her hesitation obviously helped him to arouse his arrogance, and he finally leaned down without hesitation.

It was not late yet, and even her phone that she dropped on the side was still in a costume drama.

In the play, the Grand Master who deeply loves the queen is hugging the dying queen and crying heartbrokenly.

How sad, but Shao Gangan can't even watch such a tragic plot. She is devoted to the man in front of him, as if the world is full of intoxicating pink.

She was soft and at his mercy. When the consciousness finally came back a little, she found that his bathrobe had fallen to the ground, and her clothes were pulled down.

The air was slightly cool. His body, which was as cool as the air, became hot and hot. Suddenly, she was picked up from the sofa by him.

"you--"

“Go back to the room.”

“…”

“But keep going…”

The author has something to say: a harmonious society, we don’t drive today.

(So ​​I'll just say that weibo will open tomorrow)
Chapter completed!