C1095 Dead of Filth!

Li Nuo raised his hand, pretended to despise him, and poked him:

"Dirty ~"

Where did this beast go with his germaphobia? Had he been eaten by a dog?

After saying so, she couldn't help but look at his body and bow: In his arms, it would always be so peaceful and safe!

Hugging her, Feng Yimo chuckled as he deepened the red mark on her shoulder