Qin Feng, who walked toward Ganchenyu, stopped at this moment.
Gan Chenyu saw Qin Feng 's footsteps stop, thinking that Qin Feng was frightened by his own words, and the temperament of the fashion spurred up again and laughed.
"Hurry up and let me go, let the little beauty wait for a few nights to sleep, if she serves me well, maybe I will spare your damn life, or else..."
At that time, Gan Yucheng was still so arrogant, a pair of eyes, from time to time looking at the back of Yun Ling standing under the Ferris wheel.
The perfect figure, the ancient white dress, and the long hair are scattered here, so are the beauties in the painting.
As if in the eyes of Gan Chenyu, Yun Ling did not wear clothes at all.
Perfect body, S-curve, smooth and tender white skin...
Thinking of this, Gan Yuchen can not help but stretched out his tongue and rubbed his lips, then swallowed.
A vivid Lothario.
