"If you have anything to say, let's talk in bed." Lin Du raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Beifeng with a hint of teasing. "You, should you make things clear?" Yan Beifeng was not easily abducted and shook his head. So, he was pressed on the sofa. His consciousness was soaked in pleasure, and he felt, a little bit, out of his control. "Then, on the sofa."