"Feng, Feng?" Lachlan Shangguan sent his two followers away. Seeing that Murong Feng didn't know what he was thinking and looked a little absent-minded, Lachlan Shangguan couldn't help but curled his lips. He was in a very good mood, looking at the cold person appearing so dazed. On one side, I don’t know why, but I just feel very cute.
"Be careful." Murong Feng was thinking about how to solve his sister's problem and turn this bad thing into a good thing. Suddenly he heard Lachlan Shangguan's cry and turned to look at him in a daze, but suddenly There was a heavy weight on his back, and his whole body was pushed in a certain direction by the force from behind. The tip of his nose hit a hard object, and he suddenly felt a little sore.
He hurriedly raised his head, only to see Lachlan Shangguan looking down at him, with a hint of worry in his eyes, and asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you injured?" As he said that, his hand naturally pinched his nose.
Lachlan Shangguan's voice is the kind of deep and magnetic voice of a mature man. Even if he speaks softly, it still seems a bit deep, but the feeling of being deep and deliberately suppressed sounds S3xy and tender. Coupled with his movements, Jasper Murong was immediately stunned, his eyes widened, as if he hadn't come to his senses yet.
Looking at the widened eyes, slightly parted lips, and dazed look, although he is already an eighteen-year-old boy, his appearance has grown, and there are some shadows of a mature man, but he is still not fully mature. Just like a fruit that is about to mature, it is not yet ripe, but the color is attractive enough.
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