When Song was pressed by him in July, she sat down on him at once, and her voice trembled.'I didn't do anything to you again. You did it yourself. It's related to me?'

"If it hadn't been for you, I would have swallowed up my eyes there?" Mo Zhengyan said, his lips moved close to her lips, the spray of hot air mixed with the water vapor spread out, "July, this fire is you lit, you must be responsible for extinguishing it."

"I just looked at you for a few seconds, because you have no restraint." Song Qiyue said with a smile that since she was held by him and...