Feeling the constant twisting of beautiful women under him, Zhao Bin's inner fire is rising rapidly. When Xia Ling hugged Zhao Bin's neck, her clothes also slipped off her body.

Jade-like skin, arrogant roundness, plump buttocks, all of which make Zhao Bin's inner fire constantly burning.

His mouth was dry, Zhao Bin swallowed a mouthful of water and was attacked by Xia Ling's red lips the next moment.

Feeling the cleverness of the tongue and the softness of the other's lips, Zhao Bin was greedily attracted at this moment, like Qiongjiang Yulu, which extinguished some of Zhao Bin's inner fire.

But as his body touches, Zhao Bin feels his chest...