Cen *flower guardian envoy * Tired naturally contracted the duty of escort. The driver driving the car with two people, the baffle was raised, and the atmosphere behind it was not very good.
Looking at the mirror, Tessa carefully applied foundation to the bite marks on his neck, trying to hide the marks.
Her skin is delicate and tender, and there are marks on the touch, Cen Tiong’s mouth is not heavy, and her bite marks have not disappeared for several days.
Cen Juan leaned over and laughed in a low voice, “Let me help you.”
“It’s all to blame,” Tessa pushed him madly, “If you were discovered, you would be dead.”
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