C92 Moving the door to move the axe

In the carriage, Yao Ji didn't do anything, instead there was something more comfortable than hugging a beauty, "What are you thinking about!? "She never spoke." Looking at Yao Ji, Xin Ning leaned on his shoulder and muttered.

Looking at the woman whose eyes were bewitching like flowers, Yao Ji held her hand, turned it into a ten fingers string