2246 DECIMATION

Inside the living-room, only a little light was opened up, the irradiated light was majority covered by Lang Dich's body, so he reduced his head to see the scene majority hidden at night, as if it were concealed. The scent of alcohol vaporized, among Ling Yi's hands propped up on the door frame, extended his hand to draw his t-shirt, felt a little completely dry mouth, completely dry tongue, licked his lips a little.