Jiang Tong threw Yao Luo onto the bed, Yao Luo tried to struggle, but was pressed back by Jiang Tong. Looking at Yao Luo's slightly desperate eyes, the smile on Jiang Tong's face became stronger, and when he lowered his head, Jiang Tong kissed Yao Luo's neck.

A refreshing fragrance spread into Jiang Tong's mouth, and he savored the taste of Yao Luo's body as if he were tasting fine wine. Yao Luo could feel the heat emanating from Jiang Tong's nose, and she wanted to push Jiang Tong away, but her hands were pressed by him, and she didn't even have room to struggle.

"Am I going to die?"

"I don't want to die ......"

"Who's coming...... Help me......"

A kind of thorn ......

"Aladdin's Lamp of Death" Chapter 93: Thunderstorm is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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