Gambled Deceptions Chapter 117

Her voice was soft, like a Wang Qingquan, flowing from his heart.

Cool, itchy.

Just like her breathing close at hand…

Maxwell’s throat moved uncontrollably. He seemed to understand how she wanted to eat him every time she saw him, because at this moment, his blood seemed to boil a little, and it seemed that the animal nature that had been long-lost would be stimulated by her. Out.

Fortunately, he was sane. He glanced at the people walking out of her school gate. He grabbed her hand and said, “Don’t make trouble, get in the car first, let’s… don’t say anything else.”