C415 Late Night Pursuit

Looking at Lin Qingcheng's furrowed brow, Gu Huaijin tried to suppress the blood in his throat. He reached out his hand to touch it, "Okay, I have these things. You just have to take good care of my family."

Lin Qingcheng blushed and slapped his hand away. "What do you mean our house, my house is my home