Blow dry her hair, Shenglingyao put the blower aside.

Turn around and look at her with an unknown eye.

Qiu Jiayi thought he was very strange tonight, and could not tell where it was.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

As soon as Sheng Lingyao reached out, Qiu Jiayi was pushed down on the bed.

Qiu Jiayi was a little panicked in his eyes, and Sheng Lingyao had already pressed himself in response. The lips suck tightly together.

"No! Uh... Qiu Jiayi frowned sadly and tried to push the pressure off her body with both hands.

Sheng Lingyao refused to give her a chance to struggle, holding her hands...