Leng Muchen sat beside her. "Nothing is impossible, just something I'd rather not do." He picked her up directly and took her into the bedroom.

Qin Yafugang stood still, bare feet, stepped on the skirt, the whole person fell to the big bed behind him, hands originally climbed on his shoulder, this is good, pulled him to the big bed of the room together.

"You can't wait? I can't see that. How can Leng Muchen be so casual and be pulled down by her?

"Who can't wait? It's clearly this dress." Qin Yafu should also admire himself, both of them have done so, and the mood to explain to him...