C87 Masochism(32)

Quiet, quiet. What she needed right now was not silence, but a mask, a mask!

Where's the mask? Huo Li, where did you hide it? Xi Sanmo wanted to ask how much he wanted to settle this with him, but …

Impossible!

Her voice was sealed by him because Huo Li was no longer her Huo Li. The scent of his body, which hadn't been tainted yet, was already covered by the rich scent of the lavender