On the thickness of the face, cocoa has never lost!

but she never admits it. She thinks it's cute.

when Qi Hao ate her tender tofu, she stretched out her hand and ate it mercilessly. Er, she touched it back!

she was lying on Qi Hao's back. When she spread her hand, she could touch the solid chest muscle.

"well, I'm good at playing. The young man's figure is still very good."

what can we do about the loss? If we take advantage of it, we must return it back decisively.

Qi Hao grabs her naughty little hand, and her voice is low.

"don't make trouble!"

she is still keeping...