When Ye Nianmo arrived, he saw a bloodletting scene, his eyes swept through Ding Yiyi's charming waist peak, as well as the smooth thighs, the nerve processes on the forehead of the straight jump.

"Would you like to play with us? I'll teach you!" A tanned man slid in front of her, and behind her a crowd of people were making a fuss.

Ding Yipi pulled his feet, but he didn't know who had dug the pit so deep and tight that he couldn't pull it out at once.

The man's voice is very low, long-term sailing at sea gives him bronze skin and solid muscles. He looks at the...