C220 The Rhythm of the Barter and the Slap to the Face

"Hello, hello. "

Qi Xiaoxiao squeezed her hand.

F * ck.

It was soft as if there were no bones, alright?

Xu Yunmu, this rough looking man, had simply picked up a treasure!

If Qi Xiaoxiao was a man, perhaps she would also be able to pick up a treasure! This kind of little rabbit was taken back into the harem. It was too cute and made people feel like ravaging it. . .

Alright