C339 Something Happened to Mo Yehan

. . . "" Ann Qianqian touched her face. Her cheeks were indeed a little hot. She stammered, "Is. . . Is there?"

"Why not?" Moh Yehan smiled wickedly and pulled her over.

Before Ann Qianqian could react, the man's fiery lips blocked her mouth.

"Hey. . . What are you doing?" Ann Qianqian's body stiffened as she endured the man's overwhelming teasing.

"Of course I'm creating imps. "

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