The driver, uncle gai, might have been shocked by the words 'many husbands'.
The car made a turn and suddenly braked.
Xia Bo threw herself into the man's arms!
Luo tianlin could only feel a burst of softness, as if a piece of dough had hit his chest, and the fragrance of a young girl was all that he could smell.
The little wildflowers by the roadside were waiting for the Jun to pick them.
Xia Bo didn't stop in time and bit his collarbone for the last time!
Because the seat belt in the last row was not fastened, she lost her balance and hit the ground. Her mouth hurt, and her hands quickly flapped to grab the closest thing-it was the man's back.
The winter Cypress fragrance on Luo tianlin's body was so close to him.
Suzerain took a deep breath, and her red lips moved subconsciously.
Luo tianlin felt a ticklish sensation on the side of his neck, and the girl's fragrance was moist. Her warm breath fell on his collarbone.
