兽血沸腾1

Suppressing the unhappiness in her heart, Xiao Yuxuan came to Gao Dashong with a polite smile, only to find that the latter was staring in one direction. She didn't even know that the wine glass in her hand was tipped over and the red wine was dripping from the quilt. But his throat moved up and down, and he subconsciously made a swallowing movement....