Several women put Nangong Yunlie on the big bed woven from the swan hair.
"well done."
The elegant sound of the ancient ancient dye, the vision slowly pulled back from the window, and fell on the Junyan of the soft bed.
"Retreat."
She waved his hand towards those women, and the women left the room in a blink of an eye. [
Nympho
Ming Gungran stepped towards the big bed step by step, reached out, and stroked the handsome face with a clear outline on the bed. This face was simply a magical work, God's masterpiece, and the facial features could not pick a trace of time.
They are so perfect, handsome.
Ming Guran didn't know what the man's name was, and he didn't know what his identity was. For her, it was not important. It is important that he was the seed library she chose. So, it was enough.
After moving on his face for a while, her slender fingers slipped through his beautiful neck, fell on his throat knot, and moved to his collar ...
I wanted to unbutton his buttons, and suddenly ... a powerful big hand covered her little hand like that.
Then, the man's eyes opened. The mind opened. The mind, returned to the brain in an instant.