Don't mention how shy Xia Shihan is. I didn't expect this kind of mucus to be on her hands, which made her feel sick. But she put up with it for Tang Yu's sake. So he grabbed Tang Yu somewhere and began to serve him.

Tang Yu felt that kind of extreme refreshment. He was busy and kissed Xia Shihan for a while. Then he whispered in Xia Shihan's ear, "Poetry Han, fast, come on, say you want me, you want me."

"Ah... You... " When Xia Shihan hears it, don't mention how shy he is. But looking at Tang Yu's expression seemed to be enjoying it very much. "Well,...