Mu Chudi was even more frightened and his little pink lips trembled slightly. "Don't tease me, Mr. Huo!"

"Don't believe it?"

Before Mu Chudi could reply, his kiss was printed. Deep, lingering, with impatient urgency, tore her lips and urged her to open the city gate.

When she opened her teeth slightly, he was like a hungry traveler in the desert, snatching the dew from her mouth without knowing what to do.

"No pain now!"

Hawthorne pecked his pink lips, which he kissed with affection.

"Huo, Huo Zong!"

The ears are hot!

"Mr. Huo, if you don't go to the hospital, those people have been taken away by the police,...