"Yes!" The bodyguard stepped back.

downstairs, Mu Zhiqing stepped in, with a charming temperament in every step of leg lifting. As expected, it's still a bit of gold and beautiful.

it's just that there are too many other impure parts in this beauty.

when he came upstairs, Xiao Chu leaned over a little: "Miss mu, lieshao is in there!"

pseudo Rou, even under Nangong lie's hand, Mu Zhiqing is gentle. She smiles at Xiao Chu and nods. Then she walks into the imperial room like a fish.

the door was closed by Xiao Chu.

Nangong lie hid his tall body on the black leather sofa. His cold brow was strong...