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Chapter two hundred and ninety-six, good you, Yu Wenyao's own son, you are...(2/2)

Golden legend!

The golden light shone for a moment and then quickly disappeared!

Then they saw several small boxes and drawers filled with small round boxes, similar to chewing gum, wrapped in red plastic!

There is no writing on the small red plastic packaging and box...

What exactly...

Qingfeng doesn’t know either!

Curious, he picked up the packaging bag and asked, "What is this?"

"Gum?"

"Qingfeng tore the bag open!" Then a long transparent condom appeared in front of both of them... Qingfeng blushed and instantly used spiritual power to crush it!

Qiu Yan blushed and was embarrassed...

Lowered his head!

The atmosphere is awkward again!

Qingfeng quickly closed the drawer...looking at Qiu Yan in embarrassment; in her heart, she complained wildly: Wucao, Wucao!

How could it be this thing!

Dad, you are so immodest. Is this what you call a good thing?

Even if... just tell me secretly no! You actually want me and Qiu Yan to open it together and take a look. You are really not afraid of embarrassing us!

He died on the spot!

And the same goes for the commander-in-chief, you have a really big heart!

Your daughter is...

...

Huh? Wait...

Qingfeng seemed to have thought of something... He thought carefully about the cause and effect, and finally found something wrong...

At this time Qingfeng discovered!

All this seems to be a conspiracy between the parents and the captain!

Mist grass!

Why are you so mean to me if you don't go home...

Tell yourself first that you won’t go home...

Then he specifically told me that there were good things under the drawer of the desk, and he insisted that Qiu Yan and I open it together to take a look... Then he was afraid that if I didn't open the drawer tonight, we would go back to our rooms to sleep, so we specially moved all the furniture away!

Just my room!

When I see the table, I will definitely think of my father’s words!

Then he called Qiu Yan over... opened the drawer together... Wu Cao! Well, you, Yu Wenyao's own son, are plotting against you... Fortunately, I turned on the speakerphone at the time...

Otherwise, how should I explain it then...

I’m afraid I won’t be able to step down!

Follow the trend?

Damn it! There’s a drawer full!
Chapter completed!
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