C40 Qin Lang's Sour

"Are you a pig? Don't you even know how to protect yourself? " Looking at Shen Yiqing's sleeping appearance, Leng Qingyuan clenched his fists in anger.

"If I had arrived a little later, I might not have seen that consumption order. You would have been killed by that pig tonight!"

Thinking about Qin Lang's hands on Shen Yiqing's thighs