The spiritual clothes made of heavenly silk are light and soft, and if you just cling to them, you can feel Yun Qi's seductive figure.

Not to mention hugging each other so face-to-face.

His throat rolled wildly, and Mu Shangyi was held by the person in his arms, his hands hooked around his neck, his legs around his waist, and he was held in an extremely indecent posture.

The whole body was tense and stiff, and he didn't dare to move.

It's not that he's shy or overwhelmed.

God doesn't do that, God only boldly vents his desires. Hope.

But he can't, at least not yet.

Yun Qi was very comfortable holding the "quilt" in her arms, but for some reason the "quilt" began to gradually become hot.

She was also sweating in the heat.

Yun Qi also ......

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