Daydreaming about me

"you **ing..." Lin Yu-Jing almost wanted to kick him out of bed. "will you shut up",Lin Yu was too surprised to move. He leaned in his arms, took him as a sofa, and found a comfortable position: "when did I like you like this",Shen is a little dry. If he hadn't been tossing about a little too many times, Lin Yu's surprise would have been enough for him to burn again.。