Rong Jing slowly turned his head, and saw lone night sitting on the edge of the bed with a large robe on his body. His chest was wide open, showing the copper chest muscle with clear texture, and his sweat was still oozing on his head.

the scene was so vivid that exhausted Rong Jing couldn't help swallowing her saliva. Thinking of this guy's fierce attack not long ago, her heart pounded.

her eyes moved up slowly, and she saw the lonely night with white head up, 3000 long hair scattered down, also full of sweat. The deep eyes were slightly closed, as if sleeping, but the lips were hooked,...