C754 Intent
After the rain had passed, the elegant little hall in the bamboo house was suffused with an ambiguous atmosphere. A man and a woman were lying on the ground.
Hua Xiangyue, who was about to be ripped apart, slowly recovered. At this moment, she was still lying in Shen Xiang's embrace, enjoying the indescribable scent, which was filled with all kinds of emotions just now
