Girl... Don't move around. His low and dull voice circulated in her ears, and the intoxicating red wine scented between the two. Um... Master, don't be so close... Damn it! What is no one doing next to them? Xiao Ranran pouted his pink lips in dissatisfaction, and his little paws tried to push him. You are so unbearable. After saying that, his cold thin lips covered her delicate cherry lips... [The heroine is not a grassroots, don't worry, and the washing tools are finished.]