Looking around, the clothes were messy and messy.

The bright red blood on the bed, the mess of everything, seemed to confirm to him what had happened during his sleep.

"You ......" Mo Yehan hesitated for a while, but still opened his mouth, "Don't cry yet, this king asks you, what happened...

"The Emperor Wants to Spoil Me and Spoil Me" climbed into his bed and was hit by his hand, please wait a moment,

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