C40 Su Jiaojiao Fell into His Trap

"Hubby, he. . . " Su Xiaoxiao pointed in the direction of Tang Chenhao's room. What should they say?

Yem Tingchen reached out and held Su Xiaoxiao in his arms. He smelled the fragrance of her neck. His voice was deep and magnetic. He bewitched her, "Don't worry about him. "

It was true that he did not need to care. Tang Chenhao would always put on such an act every time