C702 A Gang of Roadblock Dogs
As Fan Rong breathed, her chest moved up and down, giving off a feeling of great waves. At the neck of her sweater, her snow-white neck was extremely beautiful. This was the first time Luo Yuntian had looked at Fan Rong so carefully.
The most terrifying thing was that Fan Rong's dress was short, and she was also lying on the bed. In this position
