When the clouds and rain stopped, the two discussed the mystery of life on the bed again until midnight.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Zizhen woke up slowly, felt the heavy touch on his body, looked down, but it was a piece of white flowers, and he could faintly see the traces of yesterday's madness.

In the face of such a tempting scene, Zhang Zizhen had no idea of lifting a gun and doing it again, and his waist was still faintly sore.

Yesterday, he was really tired enough, first to help Feng Shayan treat his injuries, and then to help Feng Shayan calm his inner restlessness.

Wind and sand swallows are silted in their hearts

"One Person: I Really Didn't Think About the Heavenly Teacher of All Sexually Wicked People" Chapter 172 The style of the wind and sand swallows is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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