Xiang Nan's face was suddenly covered with black lines, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Xiaoyue, you can't have a better metaphor." Damn, how does he look like my father-in-law? Although he is gay, he can still know how to do it.
Counter|attack.
Duanmu Xiu quickly reached out and stroked her back, and said worriedly: "Don't be so excited, be careful with our son."
