Good night for fans.

In the night's bedroom, there was only a warm bed, a cold male colleague suddenly appeared in front of her, with two buttons on her shirt, and her eyes were no longer the same as the day's work, and she was standing by the bed in her sleeping dress, and he was one step closer, and she was whispering her name, and her hands were softly on her waist, so close that she could hear each other breathing, that her heart beats faster and she didn't push out, and she looked up to him, and the rain was pouring out of the window and he was breathing, and the temperature was burning. Her fingers are unconscious. Tightened his horns, the whole relationship went out of control this evening.