Feeling the smell of the men around him, Jiang Qing kite didn't know what was wrong with her. She couldn't sleep any more. There was always a palpitation in her heart.

The night was long and she had no intention of sleeping. She felt that the room seemed to be full of ambiguity.

"I said, are you nervous?" Su Rui felt Jiang Qing kite's mood, which was absolutely not calm, and smiled lightly: "After all, it's a chick, not a man."

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Qing kite immediately retaliated.

"Am I wrong? Aren't you a chick? Suri laughed.

Of course, Jiang Qingying was, but then she suddenly felt...