C421 It Tastes like a Green Apple

Hu Lin smiled. "I also like golf or bowling. When you have time, can we spar?"

"Of course." Pei Yifeng smiled and quietly withdrew his gaze from antique girl. Was her thoughts too small?

The two of them got into bed muddle-headedly. Besides, it wasn't that he forcefully pulled her into bed, but that she automatically delivered herself to him. This should also be considered her fault