C1325 A Sticky Man

Gu Xiaomi trembled lightly in Xu Mosheng's arms. Her small face was bright red.

She stuttered, "No, you didn't think about anything?"

Xu Mosheng, however, refused to let her go. His voice was filled with bewitchment, "Nothing, what is it? Gu Xiaomi, in front of your man, do you still want to lie?"

She begged slightly, "I only thought about our marriage! Our marriage was facilitated by Mom