Qing Wenting blushed and spat: "what's the stinky girl talking about? What's your sleep? If you want to sleep with Ye Chu, I'll give it to you!"

"I'm not so stupid..." Murong's voice was thin and delicate, but there was a picture in his mind.

when ye Chu returned to the capital, he fought with him. As a result, he caught himself in the shadow of the golden light fist, and then rubbed himself with that thing to feel that time.

"if you really sleep with him, it must be more wonderful. Bah bah bah, Murong is slender. What do you want..." Murong murmured to himself.

"love is sleeping so...