C567 Second Growth

At this moment, the atmosphere in the bedroom was so quiet that it was a little strange. Whether it was Liu Yingying or Ye Zhimo, they all tacitly chose to move their heads to the side. Only Liu Jiaojiao's pretty face was so red that it was about to drip blood, but she had no choice but to let Zhao Sanjin be her big white hair. She rubbed and pinched the rabbit