This rhythm is a little familiar and a little strange, Ye Cheng in a short period of loss of consciousness under the heart blossom! He slowly relaxed and leaned back with his elbows on the soft mattress, curled up one leg and leaned towards the root of Sang Huihui's thigh, inadvertently giving her a support point, so that their postures became ambiguous in a moment.

Staring at her black eyes, Sang Huihui really wanted to pull leaves into whips, and her head was full of action movies. She put her waist on her shoulder, and her slender fingers brushed the red lips, wiped off the upper lip color, and bent...