C22 Escape

Thunder from a clear sky, nothing more.

Yi Xiaoqiao was frightened by the madame's affectionate gaze. Even when he returned to his room, he was still in a strange daze, unable to recover for a long time.

This Old Madam Mu was like Peach Blossom, wanting to pack her up and send her to Mu Yi'an's bed, right?

Yi Xiaoqiao did not understand