As the sun sinks, the fog in the sunset mountains rises, a kind of dark and strange atmosphere, accompanied by that sound of animal roar, is creepy.

At this time, I saw a creamy baby, whose skin is better than a beautiful jade, and whose five senses are like beautification. Although she was dressed as a slave, she could not hide her strange, mischievous look.

"Oh, it's dangerous. If it hadn't been for quick reaction, it would have been dead!" The creamy little grower sighed and his face was lovely and charming.

Fortunately, no one sees it, otherwise, the appearance of Xiaosheng Cream will make all men feel inferior, because...