บท 312: THE MASK KISS

"Is it like a GPS that can track my position?"

"What is GPS?"

"..." Bai Chen mentally slapped himself. He was too shocked after learning the truth about the black bead that Wu Jinhai's dick had produced after they were done with their hot activities, and without being able to hold it in, he popped out that question, forgetting that he was currently in an ancient world.

Of course, there was no GPS in this world. Even a map was still drawn manually, and that was why modern devices like GPS wouldn't be here. So, it was understandable if Wu Jinhai looked confused after hearing his question.

Bai Chen was helpless, but then his blue eyes caught Wu Jinhai's golden mask on the ground, and he stretched out his hand before picking it up. Without asking Wu Jinhai for his opinion, he silently put on the golden mask to cover the man's face.