Tao Yi turned around and looked at his face. There was a slight fear in his eyes. "I've said I'm sorry, you can't hit me anymore."

When did I call you?

Mojun had a black line at night. He took the first two steps and raised his hand.

"Ah..." Tao Yi hugged his head.

With her big hand down, she gently put it on her head, scrambled her hair slowly and smoothly, then slid onto her face and rubbed her finger against her abdomen.

The man's elegant features are clearly enlarged in front of her eyes, and she can even hear his breathing.

Tao Yi was in a trance and...