"Whoop..." Qiao Rubing, because she was covered under the quilt and pressed by Ye Cheng, blushed and breathed fast. But at this time, she only dared to make a "whine" sound, which was a struggle, because she clearly felt that Ye Cheng was waving a flag and shouting at that disgusting thing, and happened to be in the middle of her legs. Qiao Rubing really dared not move and let Ye Cheng's big hand touch her waist. Let Ye Cheng's big mouth hold his own fragrant tongue to absorb.

Ye Cheng's body is moving at this time, but his brain has been in tension, because he feels that the unpleasant...