C62 Revisit Yongfu

Tick... Tick... Time passed second by second.

The mercury-like moonlight flowed through the gaps of the curtains.

The light in the room was still a little dim, so it did not cause too much trouble for Sun Hao. His warm palm caressed Han Mengli's skin.

Beauty is like water.

The body of a beautiful woman was like a flowing stream in a mountain stream, uncontaminated