Deng Xiao kisses Murong Xiaoxiao's white forehead gently. It's not good. He kisses her on vermilion's lips.

"Xiaoxiao, you have a good rest." Deng Xiao closed the door gently, and looked curiously at the four women who were scratching their heads on the sofa. "I think it's a little inconvenient for you to stand here. The group P you said is really good. You can also chat together, much more lively than one or two people. " Deng Xiao said to the four women with a smile.

when four women heard Deng Xiao's words, they almost killed themselves, "I'm not here to chat, I'm here to circle." Finally someone can't...