"what do you think I want?"

dragon roared and asked, leaning down little by little.

it has a clear sense of bone. The big hands with white sleeves touch Lin Xin's cheek and gently touch it, which is full of rhythm and beauty. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became ambiguous.

Lin Xin was angry and clapped Longxiao's hand. He said angrily, "do you know what you are doing?"

the warm and white hands touch again, which brings a sense of crispness. Longxiao's enchanting face is right in front of Lin Xin's eyes. In his eyes, she clearly read the hunter's eyes when he found the prey. She was anxious...