Such a calm Mr. Mo reminds Song of last night's crazy pleasure-seeking, which is his skin. His temperature, entanglement with her, is the lips stirring each other, tirelessly describing the lip shape and sucking, sucking the lip, like jelly, constantly loving, caressing and climbing in the collision, which is a sharp contrast with him at the moment, and is a verdict. If two people.

Song didn't smile again in July, "Of course I know."

She said earnestly, restrained her smile and looked rigorous, but also with a slight chill, "I have contraception."

Mo Zhengyan was also curious. "You don't want to have my baby?"

"No." Song answered in July, "To...