ing with fear.His lips were cold in the night, soft and warm, with a faint, indescribable fragrance.Tong Yimuo gritted her teeth, but he sucked skillfully, reaching up to grip her chin. Her teeth were...Ming Sihan, however, didn't seem to care: "Isn't it possible to find out about his background"

"Bodyguards like them, only their employer and their boss know their backgrounds. Outsiders have no way of knowing..."

It's just like if Lang An wanted to check on me, they wouldn't find anything either. 。Pei Xuanyan explained. 。

Ming Sihan then fell silent.

"Of course," 。Ming Sihan frankly admitted lamp on the other side. She just saw him leaning against the headboard, lighting a cigarette at his lips.Leng Zhuxiang decisively pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray on the bedside tab...