Yang Xiaoran immediately complained to Xu Wenhui, "Mom, look." Xu Wenhui snorted coldly, "Tao Yaoyao, tear what? Do you want to tear my mouth, too? I tell you, Tao Yaoyao, you don't want to muddle through. I know what you want to do. I'm here today. I'm there. You're there. Do you hear me?" Tao yao stared at them wrongfully and angrily returned to the bedroom“ "Yao Yao..." Yang Xiaoran followed up, but he was almost knocked off his handsome face by the door. That day, Tao Yaoyao naturally couldn't leave to see feng Zhuo. He could only tell him the reason why he couldn't make an appointment at night in the information, and took the opportunity to tease him. Feng burned back one: "have a good rest, I'll pick you up." Not only this day, support the author, please go to the genuine website to pay for reading!