Hearing Lin Mohan's words, Xiao Yang did not say anything more. Instead, he took her into his arms and kissed her emotionally.

After a kiss, the two reluctantly separated.

Xiaoyang hugged Lin Mohao horizontally from the sofa. Lin Mohao's small face suddenly turned red to his ears.

"Xiaoyang... What do you want to do?

Xiao Yang Hey, he gave two bad laughs.'What do you say I want to do? Of course I do. ' Take you to bed."

"Hate... You go back to your room..."

"No, I'm going to your room. I'm afraid of it all."

"rogue... Sex wolf..."

After a while, Lin Mo-han could not resist Xiao Yang's dead...