C20 The Flower Language of the Thousand Curved Vegetables

"Yunze, you. . . Were you bitten by a snake? . . . Bite it? " After holding it in for a long time, Hao Jingya still asked in a small voice.

Murong Yunze, whose head was covered, remained silent.

Hao Jingya carefully approached and just as she opened a crack in the blanket, Murong Yunze suddenly sat up. His eyes were wide open as he gritted his teeth and shouted out loud!

"You want to see it