Before Xiaoqing came back, Zhao Tiezhu and Lin Xiuniang went crazy. Lin Xiuniang's dry clothes were wet with new sweat again.

New sweat with body fragrance made Zhao Tiezhu crazy, and soon Lin Xiuniang could not resist it.

"Iron pillar, light!"

Who wants Lin Xiuniang's panting to become a catalyst instead, Zhao Tiezhu seems to be out of control until a low roar stops.

"Iron pillar, let it go, Xiaoqing should be back in a moment." Lin Xiuniang's eyes are still blurred and she seems to be enjoying the last remaining flavor. Although the mouth said to open, but his hands tightly around Zhao Tiezhu's neck.

Zhao Tiezhu raised his...