C99 Two Girls on a Snowy Road

"Sigh, Young Patriarch, how can you do that? I don't want it to feel good to me. I want you to feel good to me. "

Yang Faan rolled his eyes at the teenager in front of him and sighed.

He didn't expect Wu Renji, who didn't seem to have any words, to be more talkative than Mo Ruyu. Not only was he talkative, he even liked to do weird poems. This was the most unbearable thing for him