Xiangting's hair, swept across his legs, her forehead pressed against his lower abdomen, working hard. 。This scene, so familiar 。Suddenly, Li Xiangting raised her head and glanced at Ye Fan, blinkin...understanding. Ye Fan was beaten back again and again, for a moment he even felt a little flustered.Worse still, he is now surrounded and under attack, making it impossible to use his Shadow Fist tech...