He fell on his back and fell into the bedding.

The black crow paced for two steps and flew onto the jade pillow, his eyes even colder. Such a useless body can't stop anything at all.

He wanted to leave without hesitation, and let them die when they left the secret. But there is always a ray of unwillingness in his heart, which entangles him, and asks him to stay here to watch with his own eyes, to see what they can do under his nose.

After tens of thousands of years of silence, he once again clearly felt his heart beating violently in his chest.

Next to the soft couch, Wang Weizhi had opened his chest. His body is covered with a thin layer of muscle, which is very powerful. Unlike Wei Liang's cold body, Wang Weizhi is like a young active volcano, and he can feel his aggressive temperature constantly hitting him before he gets close.

"Why don't you take it off. Wait for me to help you." Wang Weizhi grinned, his expression aggressive, "Wait for me, your clothes may not be able to be kept."

The author has something to say: Wei Liang: Author, I remember you, don't leave after school.

The author was expressionless and threw a tweet at Wei Liang.