C884 It Would be Even Better If It Was White Silk

"Xiaowu, you have gone astray."

Ye Fenng smiled slightly.

Suddenly, Xiaowu approached him and wrapped her long legs around Ye Fenng's waist, hugging him tightly from behind.

Her tender little face was buried in Ye Fenng's shoulder, and she would rub it from time to time.

"Even if you are bad, you were spoiled by yourself."

Xiaowu snorted.

Her face was slightly red