Ann knows and Bo Jichuan falls on the sofa. His lips are accidentally pasted on her white neck, making her face red immediately.

immediately push away Bo Jichuan's hand across her body, and leave the sofa like a spring. From afar, look at Bo Jichuan passing through the sofa with a mess of clothes.

only a few buttons on the top of his black shirt burst at some time. His attractive chest skin is looming under his clothes. Gou Dianming subconsciously swallows.

at present, how can she keep her mind on the beautiful scenery?

but at last, an knew that he could not help it. He got up and went...