C848 Duan Zicheng Best Man

His kiss made Jian Zhiyan's entire body go limp as she hugged his neck in response. At this moment, the door to the ward was pushed open again.

There seemed to be a lot of visitors today. Two of them had just left, and now another uninvited guest had arrived.

"Yo, where's your masturbation today? You don't even want your face anymore?"

The person who came didn't knock on the door