C951 The Fawn in My Heart Is Going to Knock out

A scorching heat was spread on her face, and Bao Muchuan's nose slowly moved down, "I say …"

The rich, intoxicating voice was depressing.

Especially when the hot air on her face was rubbing through her hair. Rong En felt dizzy, and her intuition told her that the fawn was about to faint.

The two of them had only interacted for a little over ten years, but she had such a huge reaction