C3570 What a Tall Tent

At night, the little fellow was finally coaxed to sleep. Tang Yu blinked his eyes and moved closer to Nalan Jing's side. He gently caressed her delicate body and transmitted his voice. "Quiet, that little fellow finally fell asleep. Should we do something about the Eight Standard Meridians? "

As Tang Yu's body shook, Nalan Jing felt an electric baton on her waist. She could not help but blush