Li Qingman came up to Tang Yu with a leather mask. Because Tang Yu was sitting in a chair at this time, Li Qingman had to bow slightly. Cold noodles and Tang Yu are close to each other for the first time.

For the first time, it was so close to Li Qingman that Tang Yu naturally smelled a light fragrance emanating from Li Qingman. It tastes totally different from Li Yunting. And her delicate lips are so close to Tang Yu's lips. Wet, thin and cool, between breathing, the fragrance of orchid, the teeth of shellfish exposed. Tang Yu suddenly had an impulse to include it. But how dare...