Mr. Gong, your Liuba

A sudden clap of thunder startled Leng Xiyue, who was at the entrance of the company.,"Stay away from me!" Gong Xinyi uttered in a voice cold and deep.,"Bathe me, bathe me sweetly..." Leng Xiyue buried her face in Gong Xin Yi's arms, rubbing against him like a rabbit.。