C75 Monk

Zhao Yiming licked his lips, the fragrance still lingering on his lips. He was now sure that his first kiss was gone, but he didn't feel anything.

He lowered his head to look at Xia Zi who was in her embrace, and coincidentally, Xia Zi also raised his head to see him clearly. They looked at each other, stunned.

Zhao Yiming had never seen a fat pig run before