The Romance of a Sma

The weather was cold, but the little maid was busy and sweating profusely.,Li Wangyou really couldn't do something like asking a twelve or thirteen-year-old little girl to bathe him. After all, he was a good kid who grew up under the red flag.,Li Wangyu silently lowered his head to look at himself, "Damn it, I'm taking a bath!" He started to think, was it even more rogue to run out。