C145 Dream

Youyou, who was riding on Gong Mingchuan, reached out her green fingers and grabbed his ear. She breathed out alcohol on his face. "I told you, don't touch me. I don't like others touching me!"

"Then what do you want to do with me?"

His ears were pinched by a woman, and he was also being ridden by her. Gong Mingchuan suddenly remembered that this woman had said that he was a fierce horse