Cen Yan lowered his eyes and stared at the phone screen.

When Jiang Ji came out, she didn't even give her one.

The index finger flicked the ashes of the cigarette before he lifted his eyelids and glanced at her faintly.

Jiang Xi fiddled with her hair, and a silk nightdress outlined the advantages of her figure to the fullest.

Possessed and hugged the man's arm, Jiang Xi rubbed on his chest, flattering ......

"Negative Heart" 30, the plaything is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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