After Huo Miao left, Mu Chudi covered his face with both hands, ah ah, no face to see people.

She actually dressed Hormone, including her underwear.

The heart, still in disorder, does not stop.

Mu Chudi was sitting on a chair, her legs were weak, and her only strength had been drained away by what she had just done.

The indescribable pictures just emerged in my mind.

"Don't think, don't think any more."

"empty is color, four are empty!"

Muchu flute mutters incoherently.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Meditated, she suddenly heard the phone ringing, startled, but scared away all the beautiful pictures in her mind.

Who, so early?

Mu Chudi...