One room, two people, one up and one down, four eyes opposite.

Guan Yu hugged his high-dimensional neck, and his high-dimensional lips were close to Guan Yu's lips.

Is he uncomfortable with such enjoyment? Can he enjoy it?

If it weren't for the cold temperature coming from the ground to wake his head up in an instant, he suspected he was dreaming.

Gao Wei shouted, supported Guan Yu's chest, kicked and stood up. He didn't even see Guan Yu on the ground. He jumped on the bed and grabbed the quilt and covered his head.

"Shy to death, shy to death. How could this happen? How could it happen? Gao...