"What shall we do? Cold dressing?" Li Wenlong stretched out his arm and yawned. "I'm going to sleep. You can do it yourself!"

"No, you can get up, get up, you can give me a quick idea, I don't want to go out with a big belly tomorrow." Lin Xuemei squatted on the bed and vigorously pulled Li Wenlong's arm, regardless of his lower body in the middle of the black fungus is constantly shaking in front of Li Wenlong.

"What can I do to get in and out again?" Li Wenlong endured a snicker in his heart and said innocently, "Just now you took the initiative, you kept squirming...