"Every time I see them washing their master's face, I am very envious. Mine is obviously good."

Yaoyao held Feng Lin's head, with a smile of one or two points of grief.

"What are you doing!"

At this moment, Ailian, wearing shorts and white short-sleeved, walked out of the bathroom.

Ye Yourong also ran out and saw the scene in front of him.

brush!

Ailian jumped hard and came to Feng Lin and sat on Feng Lin's thigh.

"I'll knock!"

Feng Lin took a breath.

Ailian also felt something, and her cheeks suddenly turned red and she hurriedly avoided.

"Feng Lin, are you okay? You won't be broken?"
Chapter completed!