PREVIEW
... but smiled. His hands reached under his quilt and touched his stomach. He rubbed and said, "Your majesty was seduced, and Chen was tempted to sleep at night. Chen's fault. "
"Are you itchy?" He looked at Han Yun.
Han Yun was a bit awkward, and it wasn't itchy. Master Fu directly lifted his pajamas and stretched in to scratch a few times. His whole body was numb. Han Yun took his hand away: "It doesn't itch."
He lay down again, resting his face on the pillow, avoiding Fu Yua ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE