The Night Talk
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The soft jade brought the Godfather an illusion of Asura.
Little Princess, be more reserved!
Wang Yan turned his head stiffly. As expected, the young lady's expression was a little strange.
Lin Weiwei crossed her arms, blinked her big eyes, and looked at him with a vague smile.
Nawu covered her head. She looked like she was in great pain, and her expression was dull.
Lu Yuanyuan was tongue-tied. Her lips moved as if she wanted to curse.
He Luoluo...
Eh?
B*tch, you should have cried properly. Suddenly, your face was full of determination as if you were going to die bravely. What the hell?!
Lin Baizhou...
F*ck!
Brother-in-law, why hadn't you left yet?!
In short, everyone was a little strange.
Fortunately, Fu Yishi was still rational. After expressing her excitement, she quickly let go.
The best actor Wang sensed that there were two wet marks on his back.