C112 Shame

Holding the face of the person in his arms, he kissed her deeply. Ye Shaoting's kiss was as overbearing as before, and Mo Yawen did not reject it either.

No one knew who started it first. The clothes on the ground were all over the place, and they lingered for the whole night.

"Baby, baby!"

In the morning, Mo Yawen woke up from her dream. Ever since Ye Shaoting appeared in a peaceful life