Li Nan, with a baseball bat in his hand, made a gesture to jump on and looked surprised, but his narrow smile betrayed him: I knew you would steal while I was asleep.

This is about to die. Yue Zitong has never felt so shameful.

She was wearing a silk pajamas with barely covering the root of her thighs and a pair of white flowers on her thighs tonight, because she felt inconvenient when she was eating. She also pulled down her collar deliberately, and most of the snow peaks came out. It was very sexy and fragrant, but chicken soup was splashed on it.

"What, I thought it was...