Soft waist
Zhou has a thin waist, but Song Ci has a slim waist, and he can't hold it with one hand.
After three years of marriage, the two had a good time.
Song Ci mentioned her ex-husband: Being rich and beautiful is a short time.
Zhou Yong mentioned his ex-wife: How hard the bones are during the day, how soft the waist is at night.
When others asked about her evaluation, Zhou Yong smoked a cigarette, and the smoke surrounded his sight, but he still smiled disdainfully: "The ...... she can make me remember is that small waist." I
didn't expect that. Later, the waist that outlined the figure appeared in front of him again, holding other people's hands and calling other people's boyfriends.
Zhou Yong looked at her quietly for a long time, and suddenly snorted, leaning on the wall to block her way, and his voice was hoarse to the extreme, "It's out, I really don't want it if you say you don't want it?" [Expand] [Collapse]