Jiang Xiaohan approached and climbed on his neck as usual.

The slender waist is concave downward, graceful, enchanting, and touching.

She leaned closer, sat on his lap emptily, and pressed her red lips to the past: "Second brother, how much did you drink?" ”

"It doesn't affect you."

Fu Rin was concise and concise, pressing it with one hand......

"Wild Beauty" Chapter 41 Love is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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