Chapter 142 is interrupted.

She is so good that she doesn't refuse him.

At the end of the kiss, Cheng Li-yue's brain was severely hypoxic. She had big wet eyes and looked at the man helplessly and imploringly, as if she were begging him to let go.

Gong Xiaoxiao lowered his thin lips with a low laugh, drew a satisfied smile from the thin peaks of his lips, and praised him with a "good performance."

Cheng Liyue's face is red, her head is low, her body is crisp and uncomfortable, and there is a strange tide that makes her wonder what to do.

The night sky of the palace is...