Almost at eleven o’clock in the evening, Archer will certainly not let Mason home, find his pajamas and new underwear to let him change, ask him: “Which side do you want to bed?”
This is the first time Mason wears Archer’s clothes. Although the sleeves and legs are short, the underwear is tight and uncomfortable, but his heart is sweet. As soon as he thought that the same pajamas Archer had passed through, his body began to involuntarily heat up.
He blushes, licking Yu Qing’s effort to put the pillow, quickly lifts his sleeves, and the little hamster sniffs a bit on his clothes, and suddenly he narrows his eyes.
The taste of Qing Huan’s clothes is so good.
“Mason? What do you think?” Seeing him not answering, he just sat there silently, his face was like being grilled by fire. Archer couldn’t help but stretch his hand and play his brain. “Speak quickly! Otherwise let you sleep on the sofa.”
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