C92 Trap

Mao Xiaojun's hand was grabbed by Ma Chunni, and his whole body felt hot and dry. His face also became hot and hot.

"Come, Little Jun, let's sit in the kitchen for a while." Ma Chunni pulled Mao Xiaojun as she walked in. She looked at the dark room. " If you, Brother Dajiang, are not home today, the lights in sister-in-law's room will not be turned on