The woman who was carried back by Ye Cheng from the seafood store was the cold ice that Hong Meng could not find when he dug three feet.

"You dare!"

Head knocked on the bed, crying coldly, and people followed in a lot of honesty.

"I dare you to try!"

Glancing coldly at her dry eyes, she bit her lips and turned over on the bed with her back to Yecheng. Soon, there was a low sound of suction.

Ye Cheng picked up a package of rolls from the table and threw them away. He stood up and went to the splint, lit his cigarette and smoked.

On the far...