C642 Who Said He Was Poor

Lu Xiangyue smiled and did not answer her obvious hint. He just lowered his head and sealed Jiao Xiaozuo's mouth. He turned around and continued the kiss.

His room, his bed, carried a familiar smell. In the quiet atmosphere, Lu Xiangyue knew that this was not the right time, but he still could not control himself.

In his room, lying on the bed that he usually lied on