C112 The Ghost Never Left?

Ling Xiaoxiao obediently opened her mouth and enjoyed the treatment that only belonged to her.

It was night, quiet and seductive. Yee Qingmo was still hugging the person he loved as usual.

The sun that slowly rose from the horizon gradually became somewhat glaring. The warm sunlight passed through the window and shot into the warm little nest that Ling Xiaoxiao had set up