When returning to the villa, it was already late at night. Lu Xiaoxiao went into Xiaojing's bedroom quietly, kissed on Xiaojing's sleeping forehead and went out.

Back to his room, when the ink had been bathed, he came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, and his smooth chest was flooded with water. He looked very provocative. Lu Xiaoxiao could not help blushing.

Put down the towel that is wiping wet hair, go to Lu Xiaoxiao and hold her gently as if it were a treasure.

"We must have a way." A deep voice came from the top of Lu Xiaoxiao's head, causing her heart to tremble slightly.

She reached...