Chapter 364 Treats the warm quilt gently, all the masculine breath on the man's body. I don't know if she drank some cocktails at the banquet. The foam of the palace feels her brain floating. Her whole face is on the man's hard chest. She feels that his slightly heavy breath rings on the top of his head.

Is it still cold? In the cool night, the voice of the mute voice sounded.

"It's not cold!" Gong Mo answered with some shame. She felt she was holding a high-temperature stove. The man's temperature was terribly high.

Palace foam lifted his small head from his arms, and slender hands reached out...