Xiling Lang took out a bunch of white porcelain bottles from the cabinet, placed them on the ground, compared the efficacy of each ointment, and began to take off Feng Baobao's shoes and socks.

Seeing this, Feng Baobao immediately wanted to stop him, and said urgently: "No, no, just Xuan Taiyi." ”

The person who has always been arrogant and conceited suddenly lowered his eyebrows to hold her shoes, and Feng Baobao felt that he was not blessed.

Xiling Lang had already held her tender white ankles and whispered, "Don't move." ”

Feng Baobao paused slightly, stopped moving, and only said softly: "You lighten, I'm very afraid of pain." ”

Xiling Lang smiled coldly in his heart, not daring to move, but daring to make a request.

Xiling Lang didn't pay attention to her openly, but the movements of his hands were gentle......

"The fish pond in the county lord's backyard is a little big" 55, Mingyue He Jiaojiao is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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