C248 I Can't Stand It Anymore

Lying in a big, soft bed. Guan Moyao's whole body was soft and relaxed, and the aftershock of the red wine came wave after wave, making him drowsy.

In the middle of his drunken stupor, he vaguely felt a person lying down beside him. Subconsciously, he reached out his hand to touch it. What he touched was silky smooth and tender skin