C87 My little bride 1

"Mm …" "Alright."

Zuo En rolled his strange eyes. The inside of his eyes sparkled with a bright light …

A patch of rosy red appeared on her milk-white face. If you looked closely, you would still not see saliva flowing out of her pores … How on earth does this child's skin nourish the drop?

Wood stood on his tiptoes, lightly pulled his face