C496 Like His Pear

His gaze landed on her forehead, her eyebrows, and his ears were filled with her chirping sounds. Separated by steak, the corner of Feng Yimo's lips unconsciously raised a little:

Can you not be so hairy? I didn't even despise you, your body is as hard as stone, and you even have hair on your legs...]

"Xiao Li!"

In his deep thoughts, unconsciously, Feng Yimo gently called out