Chapter 627-The Descendant Wife of a Desperate Prince (11)

Fu Yan hurriedly helped himself out, anxious to chase his companion."Bai Yu, do we know each other"I foolishly bowed my head and looked asleep, Baiyu, and kissed me on the forehead.before I could say...it him hard on the neck.Ye he fainted without responding to anything.the more Bai Yu thinks about it, the angrier she gets.what do you mean it's rare to show himwho wants you to be attracted by a scum...