C61 Dejection

In the room, Chu Chen held onto Gu Mengyi's waist, the area he touched was soft and soft like a sponge.

Gu Mengyi let out a breath of air and her entire body was pressed against Chu Chen's body. The proud softness of her chest pressed against Chu Chen's chest, and under the force of the blow, it became flat.

After hugging for a while