Chapter One Hundred and Seven: The Short Story

The young woman An Qing showed her white thighs, looking charming and moving, one of Zhang Xiaoer's hands had already touched it along the skirt, and she suddenly felt beautiful, and An Qing made a coquettish sound.

Zhang Xiaoer's other hand was placed on An Qing's chest, and the two snow-white mountains were picked up by his hand and popped out like a little white rabbit, Zhang Xiaoer felt that his nose was about to bleed out.

"Baby, let my brother love you well today......"

Zhang Xiaoer said with a lewd smile.

An Qing's two arms hooked Zhang Xiaoer's neck, and his fragrant lips kissed Zhang Xiaoer, Zhang Xiaoer felt the hot blood in his body, and began to respond enthusiastically.

"Give me ......"

An Qing's face was full of intoxication, a look of enjoyment, and whispered: "Give me ......"

Zhang Xiaoer put her on the bed and began to undress her.........

[Whatever you see, you can't learn it well!]

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