With another bang, the door was shut again.
Mu Xiaoyao quickly retreated, standing in front of the door, his breath completely chaotic.
He... just knew this girl had returned, and having come home, he habitually wanted to see her.
There were no special matters, nothing to say, nothing at all...
He really just came to have a casual look, but didn't expect to actually see...
Uncle's hand pressing on her chest...
Even though it wasn't clear, it wasn't hard to imagine...
Recalling that scene just now, Mu Xiaoyao's mind went boom, exploding into a blank.
His nose tickled, and felt hot, completely indescribable what the feeling was.
Even his body inexplicably warmed up a bit...
Inside the room, Baili Xia who reacted almost wanted to scream.
Uncle... that damned bastard! When he came in earlier, why didn't he even lock the door?
But... just now, it seemed he entered first, she went in last...
Ugh, so messy! Mind messy, head messy, everything messy!
