Ye Lan...

Su Muge was immersed in his own thoughts and did not notice that Xiahou Mo suddenly became stiff when he heard the name.

Su Muge closed her eyes tiredly, and fell asleep leaning on Xiahou Mo without knowing it.

Xiahou Mo listened to her gradually becoming even breathing, reached out and took off her sweat-soaked clothes, wiped her body with a warm handkerchief without any trace of eroticism in his eyes, and then covered her with a quilt. , then lay down next to ...