n the bus here before, so he could only pull someone down and ask how to get back.But he soon realized that he seemed to have forgotten his wallet today.Although he had a card, it belonged to the Gu f...Zheng Feng was holding the person, just a short while and he already felt overwhelmed. He wasn't even thirsty at first, but after tasting the youth's soft lips and the tongue's sweetness, it was even more so.

But Ning Shuzhi remembered, this wasn't the first mission Lingling had given him.

Ning Shu pursed her lips and whispered, “Because the weather is too hot... that's why I came here to sleep.”

What exactly led Zheng Feng to have such a misunderstanding Couldn't it be because of that bookmark

Ningshu heard this explanation and said, "Oh, I see. So it wasn't like that."

"Then why did you cling to me in the first place" Zheng Feng seemed to have gotten a point, and scoffed: "It's such a coincidence that I just happened to see... we're not homosexuals, are we"

Ning Shu was out of breath, I had to push against his chest to get him moving. But it wasn't completely useless, Zheng Feng's strength was too great, my chest felt solid and hard.

Even those who aren't close to Ning Shu think this method is a bit shameless.ightly upon hearing this.He couldn't help but lower his eyelashes, trembling slightly.They indeed didn't work.Sister Zhao was also afraid that she would embarrass the artist so much that he would burr...