Gong Jue stood in front of the big bed and seriously thought about a question: should he kick bei Gong niannian, or kick gong ting out of the bed to make room for himself.
When he thought about this question, he did not feel how shameless and shameless the question itself was.
He seriously thought about it for a moment and finally decided to kick Gong Ting out without hesitation.
This brat, I already said that I’m a six-year-old adult, why does he still want to cling on to Little Missy?
Where’s the Manly spirit that a man should have?
He should sleep on his own with such an old person!
Gong Jue moved Gong Ting to bei Gong Niannian’s side. He directly laid down in Gong Ting’s original position and hugged Gu Qi’s small snake-like waist.
“Oh, so fragrant... so soft...”
Gong Jue hugged the little woman in satisfaction. His big hands unwillingly reached into her nightgown and pinched everywhere..
