PREVIEW
... re you?"
She pursed her mouth, and her face, as red as rouge, came to his eyes, and that lip was only a finger away from him, and the slight scent of red wine sprayed on his face.
Song Chuyi lowered her head, and a thought rose in her heart to rub the pink lip fiercely.
Thinking of a driver in front of him, he desperately suppressed it, and Rugar said: "Song Chuyi."
"Song Chuchu", Chang Qing's fair hand held his face, and his eyes were covered with fog. "How could tha ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE