Yingdi Ye stood in place, and the yin-bird’s gaze swept over the young man’s red eyes and squishy lips.
The white shirt on the latter was drenched and hung loosely on him. The first two buttons were unbuttoned by the devil, revealing a large piece of pale skin behind him. Deep down he could see the mysterious and unpredictable ends of the pattern.
Anyone who has experienced the wind and moon field for a long time can easily see that something unusual must have happened in that dark bathroom just now. I am afraid that not long ago, the white-haired young man was hurt/loved by others.
Not to mention that there was a sigh in the invisible earphone that came together, suppressed to the depth of the throat, and was suddenly crushed, completely losing any voice on the other side.
“What did you just do in there?”
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