She turned around and slowly got up... She found a pair of white thighs in the distance... Her eyes moved upward... They were blocked by burgundy clothes.
Her big misty eyes were full of doubts, and she crawled forward slowly like a cat. The grass bunk was sparse, but she could still see the whole scenery. The person in the burgundy clothes was a man... His white thighs were flushed,
The red lips were slightly open... "Well... comfortable."
The bright red fingernails grabbed the burgundy clothes, with a happy and uncomfortable expression, which made An Xiaolan hold his chin...and stared without blinking...the voice was so unpleasant. Even though he thought so, he still enjoyed it.
Watch.
This sound lasted for a long time... An Xiaolan yawned... It's been almost half an hour... It's not over yet!! I want to sleep, but the sound of killing pigs always disturbs me. It's boring not to sleep... Also,
Why is the burgundy dress still intact, but the white woman is disheveled? Hmm... It's so annoying. Just thinking about it... An Xiaolan has wandered into space.
"Does it look good?" The elegant voice carries waves of quiet floral fragrance, which is so magnetic that it makes people addicted to it.
"It's okay." An Xiaolan was confused, pouting, as if she was not satisfied with the performance in front of her, she said feebly.
"Haha!! Have you seen enough?" The deep laughter was as sweet as a cello. Mu Yiye looked at this cute girl, with no makeup on her delicate face, and pursed lips with no dots.
I hung up a few oil bottles and lay lazily on the ground...