"I... I know you didn't mean it." Lei Zihan's face was red, but he pretended to be indifferent, but the charming body was lying in the corner of the sofa, presumably frightened by himself.

Ye Cheng almost couldn't resist slapping himself, but it didn't help to think about it. It didn't help to beat himself. Think about it or forget it. More importantly, the more Lei Zihan said it was okay, the more he felt that he was not in the mood. He was a little too far-fetched. Didn't he intentionally support others'leaders? They all expose their babies, lick them with their tongues and bite them. Is it not intentional?...