The lights are on in the room, not dark or not.

Ruan Yin stood in the living room, not far away, the man on the sofa had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at her leisurely, like an audience watching a play.

She still couldn't let go, her hand raised and grabbed her neckline, her whole body stiff and trembling slightly.

Ying Xurin felt that he had indeed inherited the perverted and cold-blooded genes of the Ying family.

He loves to hunt......

Chapter 38 It's my man I'm in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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