Allow me three thousand pens and inks to paint your stunning beauty.
One night
"This is different!" Xia Tian pushed him away, his eyes full of cunning, "They rely on their biological father, but I rely on them," her index finger drew circles on his chest disobediently, "It's my godfather!"
An Qingcheng heard that she was teasing him, so he didn't get angry and continued to laugh with her, "Tell me, what's the difference?"
"The difference is huge. Not everyone has the ability to find such a handsome and rich godfather?! That requires strength!" Xia Tian explained seriously
"Oh, what kind of strength?" He smiled evilly and circled the elated woman.
"I thought you knew it, but you don't know it?" Xia Tian was not afraid of the stage. Two slender white arms hugged his neck, pulling the handsome face that made people and gods angry in front of him, facing his eyes that were now as cold as smoke, smiling charmingly, turning her face sideways, her delicate lips pressed directly against his earlobe, whispering breathlessly, "Kung Fu in bed."
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