Leng Muchen put down his cup. "Then you don't need to drink. It's not too early. You can have an early rest."

Qin Ya-ming did not drink a mouthful of it when she saw him, so a little ghost idea in her heart was a failure, didn't it?

Leng Muchen took her into his arms and poured her down on the sofa.'Why? I'm smiling and milk tonight. Do you want me to change my way or what?

dirty! Qin Yahuang cursed in his heart, can't this man think of something else? Or is it now that he's got sperm on his head and wants to toss her around for a...