"Are you awake?" Zhao Bin asked in a low voice.

"Like waking up or not waking up, like drunk or not drunk." Wang Ya's blurred eyes, feeling Zhao Bin's chest muscles, a burst of hot and dry heart, she did not think that one day she would be so wild.

"Can you stop pinching two points in my chest?" Zhao Bin was very embarrassed because his two points were already hard, and he was stirred up by the other side. He was restless and foolish.

At this time, the monkey behind him looked at Zhao Bin and said, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, Miss Wang said she wanted to vomit." Zhao Bin...