"What method?" Joe Rubing looked at Yecheng with some vigilance.

"Come on, you're lying here honestly." Ye Cheng carefully let Qiao Rubing lie at the head of the bed, kicked off his shoes and jumped into the bed. He lifted the quilt that covered his feet with ice, and reached out to grasp Qiao Rubing's feet curled up in the quilt.

"Ah! Ye Cheng! You rascal! Oh... I misread you. Don't move me!" Foot is also one of the women's sensitivity, because of the previous misunderstanding of Yecheng, Qiao Rubing's small foot was suddenly grasped by Yecheng again, suddenly frightened to throw his foot open Yecheng's hand, Jiaosheng firmly rested...