The Night Talk

The soft jade brought the Godfather an illusion of Asura.

Little Princess, be more reserved!

Wang Yan turned his head stiffly. As expected, the young lady's expression was a little strange.

Lin Weiwei crossed her arms, blinked her big eyes, and looked at him with a vague smile.

Nawu covered her head. She looked like she was in great pain, and her expression was dull.

Lu Yuanyuan was tongue-tied. Her lips moved as if she wanted to curse.

He Luoluo...

Eh?

B*tch, you should have cried properly. Suddenly, your face was full of determination as if you were going to die bravely. What the hell?!

Lin Baizhou...

F*ck!

Brother-in-law, why hadn't you left yet?!

In short, everyone was a little strange.

Fortunately, Fu Yishi was still rational. After expressing her excitement, she quickly let go.

The best actor Wang sensed that there were two wet marks on his back.