Faced with Li Tian's sudden change of temperament, Ouyang's poetry thoroughly boomed his head.

"No... Don't..."

"Li Tian... What are you doing? It's a pity that she doesn't struggle well. This struggle makes Li Tian, who has changed his "magic" at the moment, even more mad. Her lips suddenly kiss the cherry lips of Ouyang's poetry.

Ouyang's poetry was still trying to struggle and scream at the beginning, but she was so tightly blocked by Li Tian's cherry lips that she could only whine there...

Li Tian, like a mad beast, rages over the delicate body of Ouyang's poetry, and his lips are tightly blocked by the cherry lips of...