The moonlight is like water, and the coolness penetrates into the car window.

Shen Yuan adjusted the rearview mirror and tidied up the collar of the cheongsam in front of the mirror. Her skin is white and delicate, and the hibiscus-colored cheongsam makes her skin smooth as jade fat in the first snow. When Fu Xinian is interested, he will start from her fingertips and slowly kiss up.

At this time, there were still a few dark marks on her wrist, which he had left last night.

She took a mask from her bag......

Chapter 177 The blunt knife is cutting the flesh is being hit by the hand, please wait for a while,

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