C125 Dinner

At the thought of this, she guiltily pulled his hand, wiped away the saliva on it, and stroked the tiny bite marks.

Such a beautiful hand, tsk, she actually bit down on it.

Shang Que looked at the tiny spiral on her head, and the way she wiped his hand with a serious expression. The unhappiness that had filled his chest just now suddenly dissipated.

He even wanted to laugh