In the early morning of Christmas, snow was falling all over Hang City.
Lin Lu stood in front of the mirror and brushed her teeth twice, and even had Cheng Zhu open a new toothbrush specifically for her.
In addition, she gargled with mouthwash three times.
Only then did she completely eliminate the strange taste and sensation in her mouth.
At this moment, she felt like she was going insane.
She had nearly choked just now, and in anger, she placed her right hand under her chin to prevent dirtying the new bed sheets, while her left hand couldn't help but pound Cheng Zhu's thigh with all her might.
She really felt like she wanted to kill that stinky Cheng Zhu.
However, with her forceful pounding, it naturally stirred up another wave of emotions.
The two of them freshened up again and lay down together in the master bedroom.
It was very late at night now.
They felt different kinds of fatigue and different kinds of satisfaction.
Cheng Zhu held her tightly.
