The devil Xuan flicks the drapes on the clothes and says coldly: "yesterday you were drunk."

"and then?" Lingxiao blinks. What does it have to do with him in his room!

the blue eyes flashed the angry light, and the evil spirit of the magic Pavilion came close, and the Lingxiao was surrounded in the corner of the bed. No one can escape the arc formed by the arm.

"don't you remember yesterday?" Squint your eyes dangerously.

smile, the ice cube is like this now. I wish I could take it down to my stomach! She would not be so stupid as to nod, shake her finger and say: "how...