She mixed sweat and fragrant pity sounds, no doubt like a fuel, so that his fire is even stronger.

Damn it.

Whether she reprimands him or pleads for mercy, the little woman is like a deadly flirtation to him, making him unable to help himself. He felt that he had been poisoned by her, or that he would never be poisoned again.

He did not hesitate, as if he had killed her eyes, and lifted her legs up on her waist. She felt the crisis coming. Suddenly, her nose was sour, and she almost gnashed her teeth:

"Don't let me hate you, Ho Bei-chen."

Yes, he had an agreement with...