I don't know when Lin Waner's lotus-like jade arms have tightly cling to Song Yan's neck. At this moment, her eyes are not only blurred, apricot eyes are full of spring, even a beautiful face is red, as if she was drunk.

See this, Song Yan is very attractive, bowing his head and once again printing the moist cherry lips.

The two guys swallowed each other honey. I don't know how long it took for them to be reluctant to part.

"Brother Song, take me."

Lin Waner's emotional chant.

"Don't worry, little girl."

Song Yan put his hand on her forehead and shot: "You are still young, your body has...