Well, if it weren't for his serious expression, Yan Ruxue would definitely think that he was playing hooligan. Even if Fu Nantai's expression was serious, she hesitated and hesitated. Fu Nantai waited for a few minutes, but before anyone waited, he patted the bed and said in an accentuated tone: "Still not coming?" Yan Ruxue took a deep breath, got into bed, and lay down beside him. The fresh and elegant fragrance swept in, it was the taste of Fu Nantai, which made people blush and heartbeat. She subconsciously...

"You in the palm of your hand, snow in your heart" 32, everything that shouldn't have happened happened is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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