"Well, let her pretend to be pure. Tang Yu, tell me about it. Joey deliberately shouted loudly for Wu Mengting to hear.

"You just pretend to be pure. Hum. Wu Mengting went out with a delicate voice.

Tang Yu saw Wu Mengting go and sit beside the bed, perhaps because he heard the voice just now, and the blood was still surging. He reached into Joey's neck and kneaded Joey's extremely elastic things into various shapes.

"You're going to die!" Joey stared at Tang Yu. "I've done it all, and I'm not going to let go of it."

actually touched by Tang Yu's hand on sensitive parts, Joey's body was...