n as Fu Yan's lips parted to speak, Huo Mingzheng's tongue slid in, blocking her voice. He kissed her for a long time before finally letting go."What do you want to say" the man's voice was low and hu...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！Cold"The palms were warm and dry, the fingertips, with their slight calluses, gently grazed her delicate skin. It was a hand that belonged to only one person.Fu Yan instinctively tried to pull her ha...