Zhou Yuwen remembered that last night he reached out to the side for Zheng Yanyan, only to find that Zheng Yanyan's size seemed different from usual, and as he touched more, it felt softer. Finally, getting interested, he directly pressed the person beside him under his body.
But Zhou Yuwen remembered that he pressed Zheng Yanyan last night. When both of them were almost there, Zhou Yuwen's legs were interlocked between 'Zheng Yanyan's'. Their legs touched each other, the smooth beautiful legs tightly against Zhou Yuwen's legs, the skin delicate. As their eyes met, Zhou Yuwen suddenly realized, huh? It doesn't seem like Zheng Yanyan?
It was Shen Yu?
At that time, Zhou Yuwen was indeed confused in his sleep, and when the arrow was on the bowstring, he couldn't stop.
Zhou Yuwen vaguely remembered thinking that at this moment, who cares if it's Shen Yu or not.
So what if it is Shen Yu?
Thus, Zhou Yuwen only then went ahead.
