C200 Chunsi

Willow and Yu Xin tightly embraced each other. Sometimes they would talk about interesting things about this old man, and sometimes they would talk about lustful things. At this time, Xia Dang had also just returned home. However, her eyebrows were wrinkled and her face was stiff, like a little girl whose beloved toy had been stolen away.

Today at noon, although the willow was duped away