Yu Heyu's voice is good.

Especially when there is a breathy voice, when it is slightly gentle.

The crispy and numb feeling can run from the tail of the spine to the cranial nerves, and it is bewitched by him.

The ears are red, but the emotions are not half turbulent.

The big rough palms climbed up the waist restlessly.

Unfastened the two buttons, the woman's hand suddenly stretched out, pressed his big palm, and said in a low voice: ......

Chapter 131 of "The Spring Breeze in the Willow Waist" Thank you for your hospitality is hitting in your hand, please wait a moment,

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