C240 Strange Dreams

"Mr Xu, Mr Xu …" Zhang Mengmeng walked to the side of Wu Xu's bed and called out to him softly.

Wu Xu kept his eyes closed and pretended to be asleep. Zhang Mengmeng gently lifted up the blanket and accurately threw it into his arms.

A fragrant aroma wafted into his nose. Wu Xu could feel the elasticity and softness of Zhang Mengmeng's body. At the same time