C288 Blow Skin

Yuv Yan was replaced by an indescribable sense of comfort, and she couldn't help but snort softly.

"..."

The mother cicada lay on the branch, singing the song Yao of summer.

Early in the morning, the sparrows were chirping outside the window. Guan Hao opened his eyes and found that the beauty in his arms was snoring soundly, like a dead pig.

Such a stunning face made Guan Hao's heart pound