Rare intimacy, Duanmu Qing doesn't want to waste it on inconsequential things, with that kind of effort, he might as well hug Jinyu more.

For more than three months, I don't know how many sins he has suffered, but he finally managed to raise a little meat on his body, but he was shriveled again, and the waist in his hand was too late to grasp.

There is also a place where he finally served the big one, he has been abused these days, not to mention the small one, the traces of the cloth towel have not disappeared after being untied for so long.

Every place is familiar, and because it is familiar, it hurts.

"You just woke up......"

As soon as the words came out, Jin Yu suddenly realized, where can a person who has just woken up from a coma have such good energy as him?

Suddenly I was angry,

Chapter 972 of "The Little Hot Wife of the Farm Gate" keeps a distance It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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