Chapter 939: A Year, If Huo Jiao Left, Her Son Would Give He

id to look. It simply wasn't necessary...He Shao Ting seemed oblivious to the subtle atmosphere. He leaned back on the sofa, pulled Wen Man's hand over, gently playing with it, while a charming smile...to make her crumble.The dress was lifted, his slender fingers roamed wantonly."Lu Qian! Let go..."She patted his hand, tilting her head slightly upwards.Lu Qian lightly nibbled on her tender neck fles...