Late at night, in a riverside villa in the UK.

The tranquil river flows slowly, sparkling through the light of the pink curtains. Inside the window, however, was a different story.

A large ornate bed against the wall proves that this is a bedroom, and then there is a mess around the bed. Computers, cameras, binoculars, monitors, satellite receivers, water dispensers, coffee mills, small stoves, instant noodles...... Most of them were messed around, with blood-spurting black lace lingerie and stockings hanging on the pink bed, and the owner of this bedroom was a lewd uncle with a strong fetish if not a sexy woman.

Kelly, who is playing with the computer and watching it again and again, doesn't care what others think, she seems to be tired of playing, and clicking on the window is an extremely lazy waist, and a pair of big rabbits wrapped in a tulle nightdress in a vacuum jumped slightly. Idle... Kelly, who was quiet, writhed unconsciously, and the hateful Gu Jiaming jumped out of her little head irrepressibly, like a box clown used by fools. Kelly fell on the bed, grabbed a huge bear and punched her crotch: "Damn Gu Jiaming!" Tell you to pretend to be a woman...... Tell you to pretend to be a woman...... You are responsible...... You're responsible......" Kelly's complaint gradually subsided, followed by an embarrassing "Hmm~~Sister Jiaming~~" I don't know when, her annoyed eyes have become bright and watery, and her lust seems to overflow.

"Uh~~"

The girl in pink gently bit her sexy lower lip with her teeth, and her slender white hand had already slipped into the inner side of her overlapping legs, pressing on the triangle area and slowly kneading. His eyes swept over the pink and chaotic bed, and after a fumbling with his left hand, a yellow banana appeared. Ever since she pushed a depressed Jia Ming back on a rooftop in London a few years ago, Kelly has custom-made this banana and loved it. It's called Xiao Jiaming. The emotional Kelly opened the zipper and pulled out a banana the size of Jiaming's banana from the dust-proof "banana peel", and the banana writhed in the slight sound of the motor......

After the climax, Kelly, there is still a blush on her delicate cheeks, and her heart is mixed with a trace of world-weary emotions after the climax. "Gu Jiaming! I hate you! I hate you! What died? Still ashes or something?! You must not be dead, why don't you come to Kelly? Little Kelly misses you so much! Kelly danced her fists to vent, as if thinking of something, she slowly stopped and pulled her hand over the quilt to cover her infinitely beautiful body, and slightly arched to face the wall:

"Well, it's a big tumor......