Fei Lin paused, stared blankly for a while, and then agreed in a very reluctant tone, half sideways, and after a while, he asked: "Is it okay to use only hands?"

Fu Chenguang resisted his embarrassment. After all, the female insect who showed no interest in the insects had been knocking on his bedroom door for three nights in a row, in the middle of the night.

As soon as Fu Chenguang opened the door, Fei Lin was so affectionate, hugged, hugged and gnawed at him, and the next day he seemed to be fine again, Fu Chenguang quietly asked the doctor:

Females without a mental power control chip are intermittently faced with the pain caused by forced fluctuations in mental power.

The breath can make them go crazy in the dark.

Occasionally, Fu Chenguang saw several green pinholes on Fei Lin's white arms, and Fu Chenguang knew what was going on, but he couldn't bear to pierce Fei Lin's arrogance. Maybe it would make him feel more comfortable in the form of a transaction.

Fu Chenguang took off his suit jacket and hung it on the hanger. He felt that he had to take the initiative to look more real, "Okay, be good, go to the sofa and take off your jacket."

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