C3190 Ninth City Gate
Seeing this situation, Zhang Hao did not plan to ask any more questions. Instead, he turned his hand and picked up Lan Leilei, then walked towards the bed.
How could Lan Leilei not understand Zhang Hao's intention? Soon, her face turned red and she buried her small head in Zhang Hao's chest.
About an hour later, Ao Jing, Mew, Cang Wuheng, Shangguan Wanfu