C1733 refining treasure

Luo Yu suddenly said.

"Ah, become your man!"

After Bing Lingxue heard this, her pretty face blushed a little.

What does it mean to be my man? Could it be that he wanted to …

Bing Lingxue's mind was in a mess, her face red like a ripe apple.

Luo Yu sat on the throne of Bing Lingxue, and continued to pour the wine on the table