C635

It was already late into the night.

In the Weiyuan.

On the sofa in front of the French window, Mr. Huo was once again drunk on the body of Mrs. Huo.

Indeed, he could not stand temptation.

Slight Chill clung onto Huo Subai's shoulder and softly murmured, she did not dare make a sound and looked at her son who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

She felt that she was really unreliable