Mistress, I Was Wrong

falls on the couch.

"Seven sisters, be careful."

"You still be careful about yourself." Qian Yuyu laughed, she was very satisfied with this arrangement.

In the dark room, a pair of pleated eyes stared at the people on the sofa, just like staring at their plate. The sound that the clothes rubbed out was wirelessly amplified in this endless darkness.

Tear off.

The nursery rhyme feels that her chest is cool, she swallows water, "Seven sisters."